Today Kaycee talked me into getting a tattoo, under the conditions of her paying and me only getting a small one. I already know what i want My baby, or in other words my Kawasaki Ninja 300. Now I know what you're thinking, wtf is wrong with you, but I've always liked bikes and i always will. Besides I'm making it small one. It's going to be about the size of my fist and in cursive I'm getting ' Never stop riding, once you do you're a changed woman' on the right side of my ribs, and while we're there I plan on getting some peircings.
At the moment Kaycee and I are singing along to Walks Like Rihanna by The Wanted. As the song ended we pulled into a parking lot. I guess we're here then. I got out after her and we walked in. I saw a man at the front desk eyes fill with lust as he looked each of us up and down twice before Kaycee spoke up,
"My friend here needs a tattoo of a bike and whoever does it better have good calligraphy. We'll explain to him or her the details just lets get this done 'cause we've got places to be." she grinned at the perverted man and he smirked right back before replying,
" alright, love. Just a second then."
He Thought for a second before turning and yelling a quite familiar name. Zayn's. I froze but immediately relaxed as Kaycee would be with me the whole time.
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"There I'm done" zayn said, " Do you want to see." I nodded before standing up and looking in the full mirror.
" Holy fuck that's pretty to look at."
I heard zayn mumble something incoherently under his breath before speaking up.
" Just wait 'til it's colored." I smiled before letting him wtap it up and then I walked out to find Kaycee snogging the pervert. I heard someone chuckle behind me and immediately knew it was zayn. I turned around right as he whispered, " I' ll take you to your dorm we can give these two some privacy."
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Loving with Depression(Zayn Malik)
Fanfiction“The idea of death is a beautiful thing, because no matter what beliefs you have in death you’re always placed where you’re meant to be.” I’m Valerie and I, sadly but surely, live with depression. There are times when I’m happy but the last time i w...
