Summer Love - Ron Weasley

8 - My Sanity

I woke up in Cedric's arms with his old sweater on. I rolled over and I smiled to myself. Then, it hit me.

Women who know the verge of having a breakdown do one of two things. Dye their hair or get tattoos.

And since I'm quite fond of the blonde, Cedric and I are getting tattoos. I would be offending mentally ill women everywhere if I didn't.

"Good morning, Lenie." he whispered in a raspy voice.

Turning over, my eyes were met with a newly awaken Cedric. I looked at his ruffled hair and I realize that I've actually never seen his bed head portion of the day.

I've seen almost all of my friends, but I've never seen Cedric fresh off the wake up.

"Let's get matching tattoos." I blurted out.

I could tell Cedric was uneasy about it because he didn't answer. However, he's going to have to put his big boy trousers on and get through this with me.

"I get it. You hate the idea. But, as your best friend who is this close to having a mental breakdown, I am pleading with you. Do this for me." I bargained.

"I don't hate the idea, Elena. Just pondering it. Of course I'll get the tattoo with you." Cedric said.

I tried to contain my excitement but I just couldn't. I squealed happily before tackling Cedric into a huge hug.

If there's anything I can count on Cedric for, it's knowing he'll do whatever it takes to make me happy.

"I was thinking we could do it after lunch. Might be nice to have a little something on our stomachs." I said.

"Okay but I swear, if we're not friends in two years and I'm stuck with a tattoo you made me get, I'm coming to kill you." he laughed.

"Don't you worry your pretty little head, Diggory. I'll be your friend until I'm on my death bed." I smirked.

And we stayed like that for a while. Just laying there for a while.

Enjoying each other's company and thanking Merlin we had each other.

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"Come on, Ced!" I laughed.

I was practically dragging Cedric to the tattoo shop. He, in return, was making it painfully difficult.

"Do I have to?" he asked.

"You promised." I reminded him.

He looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I'm not sure why he was acting as if we weren't leaving this shop with tattoos.

"Elena Maria Malfoy, you know good and well that I'd never back out on anything I said I'd do for you." he stated.

"So stop acting like a little boy and come on." I tell him.

He rolls his eyes and trudges towards the door. A smile tugged at my lips as I walked up behind him.

We enter the shop as the smell of rubbing alcohol and ink hits our noses.

I walk up to the desk and I'm met with the face of a young man, no older than 27.

He has a couple of tattoos himself, along with a few minor piercings.

"Hello. We're here to see Andrew and Danny." I beamed.

"Alright. Just give me one second." he responded.

The man gets off the chair and disappears to the back. I look up at Cedric and he has his eyebrow cocked at me.

"Who the hell is Andrew and Danny?" Cedric laughed.