Charlotte’s P.O.V
I don’t know what made me do it, but I leaned forward and asked the boys a question. “Hey, guys, where do you normally go to get your tattoos?” I saw Niall’s mouth drop out of the corner of my eye and Liam choked on his water as they all turned to look at me.
“Why? Do you want to get another one?” Harry asked, still staring at me. I nodded and he shrugged. “We’ve been multiple places but I can take you to my favorite if you want?” I nodded again with a smile on my face as Harry gave instructions to the driver.
I looked back up at Niall and he was just looking at me with a curious smile.
“What do you want to get?” Liam asked, breaking the silence.
“I think Niall knows.” I said, looking up at him. He looked up, trying to remember when a light bulb went off.
“The one from your bucket list?” He asked and my face lit up as I nodded. His face grew a small smile as he thought about it. “I think it’s perfect for you.” I smiled at his words as Lou butted in.
“Umm, its cool guys we don’t want to know what you are talking about. Go ahead and carry on your very secretive conversation.” Lou said in a sassy voice. I smiled, looked at Niall and we both burst into laughter. Everyone stared at us with perplexed faces wondering what we were laughing about. It took us a full five minutes before we were able to calm down enough to explain.
“That’s the tattoo I want.” I said in between laughs. “I want ‘Carry On’ and when Lou said that it just made me laugh!” I said. They were all staring at us like it wasn’t that funny but we didn’t care, we were still laughing our bums off.
“Well OK then…” Liam said trying to break their silence. “Where do you want it?”
Immediately I answered “My wrist. I want it to be somewhere I can see it every day.”
“Umm, I’m not sure that’s the best idea, what with your wrist and the chemo.” Zayn put in and I frowned.
“I didn’t think about that…” I kept frowning, trying to think of somewhere else I wanted it.
“What about going across your forearm so it’s still on your arm but doesn’t get in the way of the chemo?” Harry suggested and I thought about it. “Like where Zayn’s mic tattoo is? Going across your arm?” He added. I thought about it again and imagined it being there. I thought it would look pretty good so I nodded and smiled.
“That sounds perfect!” The car just rolled to a halt and we all piled out again. The tattoo parlor looked pretty decent and all the boys but Niall greeted the man at the desk by name.
“Hey lads, what can I do for you today?” The man called Aaron said.
“Not us, her.” Harry said and pointed at me.
“Pleasure to meet you ma’am.” Aaron said reaching his hand out and I shook it.
“Nice to meet you too. I’m Charlotte.” I said and he nodded.
“What can I do for you?” He asked and I told him.
“I want a tattoo that says ‘Carry On’, right across my forearm.” I said and he nodded.
“Okay lets go plan what you want it to look like.” I nodded and we all went into the back room. The boys all hung out while Aaron and I planned my tattoo. It took about an hour before I approved on the size, font and placement. I was really glad that he hadn’t so much as taken a second glance at my bald head. “You sure?” He asked as he poised the machine over my left arm.
“Absolutely.” I said, and poised myself for the pain. Niall was grasping my hand and I was turning his knuckles white from squeezing it. The moment the needle touched my skin I let out a hiss and clenched my teeth but nodded at him to keep going. After a few minutes I started to tune out the pain and released some of the pressure I was putting on Niall’s hand because I could see his knuckles turning white. The entire time the lads were talking and joking with me which helped make the time go by faster. Luckily it only took about 45 minutes so it went by fairly fast. Afterwards he wrapped it up to help ward off infection and gave me the instructions on how to take care of it. I was reaching into my bag for my wallet when I saw Niall hand Aaron his credit card. “Niall.” I said and he turned to me with an innocent face.
“Yes?” He asked, still trying to look innocent.
“What did you just give him?” I said in a serious voice.
“Umm, let’s just think of this tattoo as another form of present from today.” He said trying to get me to smile.
“You already bought me skydiving and let me sing at a concert, you really shouldn’t ha--” I said but he cut me off with a kiss. I melted into the sweet kiss and couldn’t make myself mad. He gently pulled away with his hands on my hips and looked in my eyes, puppy dog face on. “Fine.” I grumbled and pulled him in for another kiss as his face broke into a smile. I heard the lads laughing and then heard Lou pretending to puke at our kiss and I just raised my middle finger at him and kept kissing Niall. They all started cracking up. We pulled apart slowly and Aaron handed Niall his card back. He pocketed it, took my hand and headed towards the door after he said thank you to him. “Thank you again Aaron, it truly is perfect!” I said and he smiled and nodded at me.
We piled back in the van and they all took turns examining my new tattoo and complimenting it. It really did look good and it was perfect to me. We were just about to get out of the van and head into the flats when I pulled Niall back. “I don’t want the paps to see my tattoo yet but I don’t have a jacket!” Niall quickly pulled his sweatshirt off which temporarily pulled his shirt up making me stare. Niall caught me staring and smirked and I blushed as I pulled the sweatshirt over my head. He looked at me in his sweatshirt and smirked as he grabbed my hand and we hopped out of the car. The paps were there as well as some fans and they threw questions at us but we just smiled and kept walking. As soon as we got in the elevator going to his flat he wrapped his arms around me and put his lips to my ear. “You look fucking hot in my clothes.” I blushed and giggled at his remark, his breath tickling my ear.
We said goodbye to the other guys who were out in the hall trying to get in their flats and then headed into his. We hung out for a bit but I could tell Niall was getting tired and was losing his mask that was trying to keep him from breaking down. I knew he wanted to be alone right now and really think over everything that I had told him. “Hey, Ni? I’m gonna head back to my flat and go to sleep, I’m really tired.” I told him.
“You sure you don’t want to stay the night?” He asked, being the gentleman that he was.
“No I’m fine, I can tell you’re tired too.” Just then he yawned and we both laughed.
“Okay Princess. I’ll see you tomorrow? We can have breakfast?” He asked, trying to keep the worry out of his voice.
“That sounds perfect. Goodnight Niall.” I said, not telling him that I had a chemo appointment the next afternoon. I gave him a hug and then a kiss that turned into a few minutes. I finally pulled away and headed out of the flat smirking at him.
“Goodnight Princes.” He said quietly and I ignored the sniffling I heard. I headed back to my flat and took a shower. After I got out I got dressed in Niall’s sweatshirt which I “accidentally” forgot to give back to him. I put on a pair of cotton shorts and then climbed into bed, burying my nose in his sweatshirt which smelled just like his vanilla perfume. I texted Zayn to see if he could check on Niall in a little bit then put my phone away and got out my journal. I crossed off the three things on my bucket list before shutting off the light and falling asleep in a matter of seconds, trying not to worry about Niall.

Notes

Thoughts? Next chapter will be Niall's P.O.V. and it will be really emotional, so i wanted it to be its own chapter and i wanf it to be perfect so it might be a few days before its up. Sorry! Let me know what you think, it was kinda just a filler chapter.
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