One More Time

Chapter 18

Waking up from the couch, I slump to the kitchen leaving Niall to sleep. He looks happy when he sleeps. I slip my earbuds into my ears. Feeling the pair of earrings Niall got me last year, the diamonds shining in the early morning light. I took my hand slowly off my ear and started the one direction album on my iPhone. I smiled a huge ridiculous looking smile every time Niall sang. I knew his voice better than my own. I could spot it from a mile away. But I was doing something daring today so I needed this to comfort me. I put on a flow-y shirt that waves down my back, so I could stretch it because I think I might need to.

I opened the front door slowly, careful not to wake him. And I slip out of the apartment. Walking down the street instead of driving because it's a decent day. The sun is out ad shining on the melting snow. I'm taking it in. As I slowly enter the tattoo parlor. I have a sheet of paper with the exact font and word I want. A wispy, italic font displaying a letter "N." Of course for Niall. Or Nelson I guess..?

I take the seat I am indicated to and they stretch my stretchy-flowy shirt down on my right shoulder. The man takes a needle and starts the font into my upper right back right below my shoulder. The wispy italic font. Displaying my whole world.

I clench my fists until he finishes. I slowly let go as it's kind of sore. I thank the man and slowly walk out, rubbing my shoulder and shifting my shirt up to my shoulder to settle itself over the bandaged tattoo.

Many thoughts running through my mind. was that a good idea? what if we break up? What if I can't get rid of it and I'm stuck with an ex's initial on my right shoulder? No it's just an n. I start to panic and breathe heavily. I decide then and there not to show him. It's not a good idea. He could be creeped out. Maybe I'm too clingy. I may yell at him, yes it's true but that's not the point. That's not the point if I love him. Right?

I let the thoughts escape my mind as I walked back into the apartment. I rolled my eyes because Niall was still fast asleep on the couch. As I walk to the kitchen to grab a glass of refreshing water, I hear slight movements coming from the living room. I grab the glass of water and peak my head around the corner of the kitchen wall, I see Niall rubbing his eyes sleepily. He turns over to me and flashes one of his signature smiles that never fails to make my heart melt.

"Hey princess. How long were you out for?" Niall says as he stretches his stiff muscles.

"Not very long don't worry" I respond, moving over to give him a quick peck on the lips. "Did you have anything to eat yet?"

"Na babe, I'll get something."

"Kay." I rested my back on the couch and wince a teeny tiny bit. Not enough for him to notice. Turning on the news which appears to be our new favorite channel, I see someone announcing for the magazine company. Excited, I fidget on the couch to get comfortable.

The woman had a picture of the magazine next to her and it opened. To a page, of me and Niall. My face drops. "How would they have gotten these pictures? They must've been in our house." I snap and scoff. "Do I need to get used to this?"

"I think so." He chuckled and draped his arm over my shoulders. I blush unnoticeably. I nuzzle into him. the pictures were clear. One of last night in each other's arms on the couch, one of us kissing on the balcony, and the last of him winning me back by playing. Unless we didn't notice paparazzi in our house then only two people could be suspects for this. I looked at him with an evil smirk on my face. He returned it and we walked upstairs. Straight to Kelsey and Louis room. We stood next to their bed my hands on my hips and his arms crossed. Trying to be intimidating. "Is there something you want to share with us?" My speaking woke them both.

"Huh?" Louis asked.

"The pictures." Niall scoffed.

Kelsey snickered. "sorry." I only rolled my eyes and walked out. Niall following quickly. "We are so going to get you back." I called over my shoulder. And to make sure I was covered I pulled up my shirt nonchalantly. Niall thought nothing of it. Then sitting on the couch I rubbed my shoulder. It looked totally natural. But, being the amazing boyfriend that he is, Niall walked behind the couch and placed his hands on my shoulders. and started rubbing my back.