i followed taylor back to my dorm, i knew what everyone outside was thinking but i didnt care.
"what are you wantin?" i asked once the door was shut.
she showed me the drawings and they were pretty unique. "ill do them but you have to explain." i told her as i grabbed my tattoo kit.
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"i want the ring with keys on my forearm. the NF with the music note behind my ear." she told me
"sounds good." i told her.
she sat in the chair and put her arm on the rest and turned some music on.
"why you playing that." i asked her
"well i dont want anyone to hear us if we talk. and this music if from the artist these tattoo goes with. the keys go with an album of his. the one with the music note is like his logo."
i got started and she sat there with her eyes closed. i could tell she was different than she was before she left. but i wasnt going to push her to talk about shit i knew if she wanted to she would, but maybe i could get her without asking straight out.
"what this dudes name?" i asked her
"NF. my friend J introduced me to his music. we get high or drunk and listen to him just laying in bed or a few times the floor. sometimes we go on adventures and blast his music." she said with a smile. that was a true taylor smile.
"adventures?" i asked her with my eyebrow raised
"yeah adventures hap. we go all over the city and do stupid shit. like last weekend we got drunk in central park and almost got arrested for public intoxication." she laughed i had to pull my hand back so i didnt mess up her ink. "shit sorry hap." she said real quick
"better not get in an trouble taylor nicole. we arent there to get you out of it." i told her being serious
"im not. i said almost. we got away. plus J would get me out or even tyler and all them"
"who is J." i asked hoping she wouldnt snap at me like everyone else. she was the only person besides my ma who got away with it, most of the time.
"my neighbor. met him the day after you left. its cliche but my bag of groceries busted going up the steps and he helped me carry it in. weve been friends ever since. he asked if you was my man and got confused when i started laughing. honeslty hes one of my best friends now hap."
"so hes tryin to get in your pants then." i stated
"no. i mean ive been drunk as fuck with him and he didnt try anything. hell when jax called about my dad i shut down and the only way i snapped out of it was for him to put me in the shower. he literally gave me a shower while i silently cried, he didnt try anything then. i wouldn't mind cause hes hot. but were really just good friends and i need that right now." she told me
