Is It So Wrong To Be In Love? (Never Shout Never fan fiction)

What my life would be like without you: Chapter twenty

-Delilah's Pov-

 

I could hardly believe that Vic had come all the way over here, just to see me. It instantly made me a billion times happier, and I couldn't stop smiling. I got Vic and I some drinks and we sat down talking, and laughing. Chris was sitting in the chair in the corner of my room, making it obvious that he's frustrated. But I just ignored him, not to be rude, but I just wanted to hang out with Vic right now, since I haven't seen him in months.

"Ah! I'm bored! Let's go somewhere, best friend!" Vic said in a little kid voice. I started laughing, and saw Chris rolling his eyes in the corner.

"Ha, okay sure. Where should we go?" I asked.

"We should go to a tattoo parlor." Chris said suddenly. Vic and I both looked to each other, I didn't have any tattoos and neither did Vic, and we weren't planning on getting any.

"You're getting a new one?" I asked surprised. He hadn't mentioned anything about a new tattoo.

"Yeah. Come on, let's go." Chris said. I put on some clothes, and Vic's beanie and we all left to a tattoo parlor. Since I live in a small town, we had to drive almost thirty miles away to get a to a parlor. When we got there, a husky man greeted us.

"Hello there. What could I do you for?" He asked.

"I'd like to get a tattoo today." Chris said. The man nodded, and led Chris to the tattooing area. I attempted to ask Chris what he's getting tattooed, but Vic kept doing something silly, and was distracting me. We waited in the waiting room, for Chris to come out. About fourty minutes later Chris came out grinning happily. I jumped to him.

"So, what did you get?" I asked eager. He looked up his sleeves, he got tattooed "大利拉" on his deltoid. I looked at it puzzled, since it's written in Chinese.

"Care to elaborate on what it says?" I asked.

"It says, Delilah." He said smiling, then pulled me into a hug. My face froze, in shock. I didn't even really hug back, I just stood there still.

"What's wrong, darling? I thought you'd be happy?" He said rubbing my shoulders.

"No...I'm not happy, well... I'm...shocked and don't know why the hell you'd do that! " I said. Chris could have been trying to make a nice gesture, but it just freaks me out. It's weird to me how he just randomly decides it's a good time to get my name tattooed on him. It's making our relationship too intense, and serious way too fast. It's kind of reckless of him to get my name tattooed. In reality, Chris is just pushing me away and I can't handle it.

"Delilah, please'don't be mad at me over this! You act like I'm going to regret it, but I'm not! I know I'm not, because I love you. I love you, Delilah!  I love you! I'll always love you, and I'm not going to regret this tattoo ever in my life." Chris said throwing his arms in the air. I looked at him in frustration. I didn't know what to say, or how to express into words how I feel. But the tattoo artist was still right there, and Vic looked uncomfortable. This wasn't the time nor place to be talking about this.

"Chris, let's just go back to my parents house..." I said quietly.

"You and your 'best friend' can go back to your parents, I need some time to clear my head a bit. You can take the car." Chris said handing me the keys then walking out. I wanted to call out to him, and tell him to come back, but there's no point. Vic gave me a side hug, and led me out to the car. We drove to my parents in silence. I didn't even want to be at my parents any longer, I never even wanted to be there originally. I wonder where Chris is, because he can't go too far, his belongings are still at my parent's house. I threw myself on my bed, and let out a deep breath. Vic did the same as me.