Tatted At Heart(Chapter 1)

"Please sit in the chair. Where would you like this tattoo, Mr. Tomlinson?" I asked, grabbing a needle from behind me as Louis got comfortable.

" I'd like it on my forearm, near my wrist please." he smiled at me, snuggling into the chair to get more comfortable.

"And what would you like it to be?" I asked him, finding the perfect needle to tattoo him with.

The perfect size, ink and everything.

"Well, I wanted something that had meaning to me. I don't just want to get tatted for no reason." Louis said to me.

I turned around and laughed.

"I was just saying that to myself this morning! I hate when people get tattoos for no reason!" I exclaimed.

Louis nodded, laughing with me.

I knew already I was gonna like him.