"True Tide Tattoo" Lee Malia reads off the sign above the entrance to a tattoo parlour. "This is the place, shall we go in?" Lee asks Oliver Sykes.
"Yeah lets go." Oli replies, walking through the entrance. Inside Oli hears the buzzing of needles against flesh and the smell of 'Eternal' in the air. Oli inhales the intoxicating ambiance of the shop, causing a shiver to run down his spine. Tattoo shops are one of Oli's most favourite places to be.
Oli looks around the dark shop, painted black with neon blue accents. He appreciates that the parlour is not dirty and dingy, but still looks like what a tattoo parlour should. Instead of tattoo examples hanging on the walls, they were all collected in three huge binders placed on a dark coffee table next to the shop window with black leather couches surrounding it. On the walls instead, are beautifully done pencil sketches in black frames all of the same size. In the centre of the room is the till and reception counter with the tattoo booths surrounding it.
Oli walks to the reception to see if he can get his tattoo inked today, only for him to find a strikingly beautiful girl working behind the counter. She is wearing a grey muscle tank with a black bandeau underneath. The black print on the tank reads 'Would rather be someone's shot of whiskey rather than everyone's cup of tea.' On the bottom she is wearing black skinny jeans and black Vans. Her silky soft and slightly curly dark hair is pulled up into a messy bun, revealing that she has two piercings in each of her lower ears and three in her top left ear. Her artic blue eyes hide behind her long dark mascara coated eyelashes and her moist pink bottom lip caught between her white teeth in concentration. Oli can see three or four visible tattoos, but her skin is mostly untouched.
"Hey there, can I get a tattoo appointment?" Oli inquires. The girl with her head still down nods her head acknowledging Oli's presence.
"I have the rest of the afternoon free, if it would suit you to do it now." She looks up to find Oli and Lee staring down at her. Her eyes widen and mouth falls slack.
"Oh my God, your Oliver Sykes, the frontman of Bring Me The Horizon, and your Lee Malia, oh geez I'm such a huge fan!" She mumbles out excitedly.
"Yeah, I kinda am, and your name is?" Oli asks rather shyly smiling at her.
"My name? My name is Lacey Ladd."
"Hi Lacey, you said your free to do me now?" Oli asks. Next to him, Lee is snickering. Oli turns to him and raises an eyebrow.
"What?" Oli asks Lee.
"She's going to 'do' you!" Lee snickers again, acting like a hormonal virgin teen. Oli rolls his eyes and turns back to Lacey.
"Oh sorry, for my immature friend here, you said you could do my tattoo now?" Oli corrects himself.
"Yeah, of course! Do you have anything in mind?" Lacey chuckles.
"Actually, I do!" Oli pulls out a folded piece of paper out of his pocket, unfolds it and then hands it to Lacey. On it is an amazingly detailed print out of the owl that is often found on Bring Me The Horizon t-shirts and other merchandise.
"Do you think you can do it?" Oli asks.
"Absolutely, why don't you go take a seat over there and I will be right with you." Lacey says, pointing her pencil in the direction of the leather couches, which they do.
"FUCK! That Lacey girl is so fuckin hot!" Lee says, half drooling on himself at dirty thoughts he is thinking.
"Yeah, she is rather beautiful." Oli agrees, nodding his head.
"Give me half the chance and I'd fuckin bang her right on this couch in front of everyone." Lee smirks, leaning back and resting his arms on the back of the couch. Oli looks up and a smirk appears on his face, leaving Lee confused. "What are you smirking at Oli?" Lee raises an eyebrow.
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I Won't Give Up On You! (Short Fanfic)
RomanceOliver Sykes is the lead singer for a metal core band, known as Bring Me The Horizon. Lacey Ladd is a talented tattoo artist, who has recently moved to from her little town in England to the City of Sheffield England. When Oli decides to indulge him...