Ariana Grande One Shots

Tatooed Heart

Tattooed Heart

The wind nips at my bare skin causing me to pull my sweater tighter over my body. It's nearing Christmas, and the weather surely shows it. As I did my Christmas shopping, I thought I deserved a present for myself as well. The one thing I've always wanted is a tattooed heart. I walk into a tattoo shop and look around.

On the walls are pictures of men and women with tattoos somewhere on their bodies. Most were on their arms or torso, others were on their legs or neck, and I even saw one on a mans face. I shake my head "Oh no" I mutter. "May I help you?" a lady with black hair and two almost full sleeves of tattoos asks me.

"Um, yes. I would like a tattoo" I say walking up to the desk, since I only made it barely beyond the entrance. "A tattoo it is" she slides a binder in front of me. "Oh, I already know what I want done" I shake my head. She nods her head, "Someone will be right with you soon. Just write your name here." She points to a sign-in sheet and hands me a pen.

I write down my name under an Adam and take a seat in an empty chair. Moments later a big bald man comes out from the back. To be blunt, his appearance scares me. He doesn't even look remotely kind. He takes a look at the sign-in sheet and says, "Adam," his voice is nothing like I thought it was going to be like. I thought it was going to be gruff, but instead his voice is soft.

I look around the room praying Adam's here so I don't have to be with him. A guy stands up and walks to the big bald headed man. Phew, that was a close one. I was scared for a moment there. I pick up a magazine and look through the articles. I don't even notice that I picked up a motorcycle magazine until I get to the tenth page.

I close the magazine and place it with the others. I then choose another one, this time it's about celebrities. I turn pages and see that some are having babies. I look at a page titled 'Rumors Unsure of Being Positive or Negative.' I tilt my head. "This should be interesting" I mutter. I look for my name somewhere on the article and find it.

What crazy things are they unsure about? 'Is Ariana Grande anorexic?' The section is titled. I shake my head. "I just lost a few pounds and now they think I'm anorexic? I just stopped eating junk food and started eating healthy. Goodness sakes people" I whisper. I read the article anyways.

'So, the world famous Ariana Grande has lose plenty of weight in such a short period of time, is she starving herself so the fans will love her more? Is she doing this for attention? Some fans say she just lost it naturally, but the fact that she did this in a matter of months is very suspitious. . ." "Ariana" calls some one. I look up to meet light green eyes.

"Right here" I say and walk to him. He leads me into a hallway and into a room, "So, what is it you would like today?" he asks me. "I want a picture of a tattooed heart on my foot" I say. "That's rare, we barely have anyone wanting a tattoo on their foot" I smile at him, "I guess I'm special then" I reply. He smiles, "I guess so. . . So how do you want this to look?" he asks.

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The needle keeps digging in my skin and I close my eyes tight. I take a deep breath knowing the pain will go away after a few days.I open them when the needle has stopped. "You're the famous Ariana Grande right?" the tattoo artist asks me. I slightly smile and nod my head. "Yes I am" I say before the needle digs in again.

"My younger cousin enjoys your music. She really looks up to you." I smile even more. "Thank you" I tell him. He wipes my foot "There you go, all finished" he tells me. I observe his work and like it. "What would you say if a tattoo artist asks you on a date?" He asks me. "It depends on the tattoo artist" I say back.