All 1D Imagines

Tattoo Love - Harry

The rain was still falling as you were working on college papers at you're uncles tattoo shop. It was a very quiet night unlike most. Know that possibly at the last moment people would want a tattoo before the shop closed. Being his secretary you glanced down to double check the time then the appointments. Coming up with eight thirty and no names written down it gave you a chance to finish your college papers. Sure the paper's were due in two weeks you liked to get things done before the date. Switching your pen for a pencil just as the bell above the door chimed . Looking up you seen two figures stumble in tripping over the step. Most people trip over the large step even though there is a sign that say's watch your step. .

Looking up from you're paper work as the tallest figure shakes his hair. Little rain droplets land on your paper. Rubbing them off you look up at the figures as they spoke to themselves before noticing you. Cleaning your through they both turned to you smiling. Spinning around you grab two sheets of paper for them to sign. As you set the paper on the counter the radio started playing up all night. Handing them pens you hummed along with the song not daring to sing. The tallest figure hand's the paper's back watching you with deep green eyes. The song keep's going as the boy watches you smiling the whole time.

" Why don't you sing" he asks rocking on his feet

" I'm no good, that's why i hum"

" I bet a pretty girl like you can sing, If you sing then i will too" he says

" Sure, Next song that comes on "

" It's a deal " He says

" If you want to take a seat my uncle will be right with you" you say as the both sit on the bench

" sure, I'm Harry and this is Zayn" he says

" I'm cara, nice to meet you both" you say as they talked amusing themselves

Sitting back down in the chair to finish with your papers. Reaching over to turn the radio up so all of you could hear it when the next song came on. Leaving the room for a moment to grab your backpack as you entered harry was sitting in your spot doodling on some paper. Placing the backpack on the ground you snook up behind him sitting on the armrest. Glancing down at the paper that had two people singing along to a radio with music notes above both of them . The taller doodling was holding onto your hand. Leaning over you watched as he drew more what look's like an audience.

" You like drawing " you ask taking him by surprise

" Yes, it's something i do to keep myself busy, but i'm not as good as Zayn is "

" Really, I want proof" you say standing up

" Sure, here " he says handing you over a little sketch

" Wow, is there anything you two can't do " you ask

" Zayn can't swim and i cant help but let hate get to me " he says

" I could possibly teach him to swim, and ignore the mean people'

" I wish it was possible " he says

" It is, trust me, "

Just then you were both interrupted by your uncle as zayn stepped into the room. His arm was wrapped up in gauze from his new tattoo. He took a seat next to the door taking out his phone he called someone. Turning to harry you nodded your head in the direction of you're uncle as he waited for harry . Going over to you're desk to finish packing your stuff getting ready to leave. Picking up the drawing that zayn you walked over to where he was sitting. He looked up at you smiling hanging up his phone placing it in his pocket.