Since You've Been Gone (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 16

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The day we arrived in the US it was full on. We had interview after interview which meant several different clothing changes. It was utterly overwhelming; I now know why I'm getting Paid as much as I am. I'm on my feet for 18 hours of the day, not only am I the stylist but I'm the seamstress the dry cleaner. And with these boys everything I give them they either dirty rip or lost. After the last interview harry Zayn and myself are heading to one of Harry's favorite tattoo artists. He asked me to come he said he needed my opinion on the tattoo he wants to do.

"Are we there yet?" I groaned from the back seat.

"Soon. Your acting like we've been in the car for hours, It's only been like 10minutes" He laughed from the passenger seat.

"Well it's hard not to think like that since I haven't slept in over 32hours and all I want to do is sleep. I'm not like Zayn who can sleep anywhere" I say as I poke Zayn in the cheek trying to wake him up.

Zayn growled swatting my hand away.

"Hey buddy if I'm not sleeping neither are you" I laughed poking the darker boys cheek.

"Leave me alone I'm tired! He rolled over facing his back to me.

"Listen,You don't know what tired is, at least you got some sleep on the plane"

"You can stop whining,We are here"

We came to a stop outside the front of what it looked like a dingy looking building.

"That's were we are going? It looks like something out of bikie wars"

"yes that the place the best in LA"

"umm ehhm" Steve cleared his throat, trying to get our attention.

"You guys might want to get out and go inside before the paps arrive and before your crazed fans find out your whereabouts" he said from the front seat breaking up our conversation.

i giggle to myself, I wouldn't be surprised if the Directioners have placed a tracking device up there arses.

We enter the tattoo parlor I have my arm linked in with Harry's cautiously, this typically wouldn't be my type of destination. The look of the inside reflected nothing as it appears on the outside. It was brightly lit, the walls were black and red with different spray painted art works on each. There was 6 different stations Farley spread apart. We made our way to the counter and were greeted by a girl I'm assuming around about the same age of me. She had long blonde hair,  lushes red lips, a porcelain completion hazelnut colored eyes somewhat like zayn’s, and approximately my height. Down one arm she had a tattoo sleaze, with what appeared to be the Virgin Mary, rosary beads wrapped from her wrist to her shoulder, little red roses tattoo on various places on her arm. It was actually amazing.

"Harry it so nice to see you again" her eyes lit up, as she made her way around the front of the desk to give harry a big hug.

"I wonder why he loves coming here" I mumbled under my breath luckily Zayn was the only one to hear and he gave me a smile, I felt a pang of jealously sweep over me.

" hi Zayn it's nice to see you again" She smiled politely at the boy with the quiff but not showing him as much affection as she did to harry.

Which now even made me madder. I stood there awkwardly as she didn't even acknowledge my presence.