It all Started With a Tattoo
Chapter One
Allie’s POV
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Allison Jones, but you can call me Allie. I was born in New York, but raised in a small own in North Carolina. I loved it there. I was 2 hours drive to the beach and 4 hours drive to the mountains. I grew up with a wonderful mum and dad. I also have 3 older brothers and a younger sister. Tyler is the oldest he is 26 years old, Jake is 24, Chase is 22, and my younger sister Aubrey is 14. Tyler is happily married to his long time love Madison (Madi). They have a 2-year-old son named Conner; Madi is currently 8 months pregnant with a little girl. Tyler and Madi moved to London when they got married 5 years ago. Jake now lives in Los Angeles, California. Chase still lives back in North Carolina with my mum, dad and little sister. I moved to LA with Jake when I turned 17 so I could focus on school (home schooled). I graduated within 2 months of moving to California. I’m currently a part-time nanny for my neighbors 3 kids…
“WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!” Jake yells as he storms into my room.
“Ugh Jake leave me alone I’m trying to sleep here.” I groaned.
“Come on we are going to get our tattoo’s in an hour.” Jake said.
“What time is it anyway?” I asked.
“8 am.” Jake said way to cheerfully.
“Ugh fine can you please leave so I can get ready please?” I asked while getting out of bed.
“Yeah you got an hour so hurry up.”
“It won’t take me that long jeez how long do you think it takes for me to get ready?” I asked
“I don’t know just hurry up.” Jake chuckled as he left my room.
I quickly ran to my closet and grabbed some clothes for the day. I got into the shower, washed my long dark brown hair, washed my body, and shaved my legs. I got out and wrapped my body in a towel. I brushed my teeth and put on some light make-up (I don’t wear much make-up). I put on my jean shorts, my ‘Hipster Please’ half shirt and put on some army boots. I blow dried my hair and then loosely curled some of my ends, put a headband on and walked out of my bathroom, and out of my room.
“Wow and we still got 20 minutes to spare.” Jake said surprised.
“I told you it doesn’t take me that long,” I said rolling my eyes.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s go!.” Jake said, while grabbing his car keys and walking out our front door. I followed behind him and got into his Porsche, and we started to drive to ‘Tattoo Parlor’ (I know it’s a very original name but I just need a new for the story.)
-----20 Minutes Later-------
When we pull up to the parlor Jake and I both notice that there is a small group of teenage girls in front.
“What is going on is Mark doing some type of special where he tattoos underage girls?” Jake chuckles as we get out of the car, and walks towards the door.
“ I highly doubt he could risk his business for that.” I giggle.
Jake just nodded as he opened the door for me to walk in. We walk in and see that Mark is tattooing a young guy who looks about my age with jet-black hair styled into a quiff. Sitting next to him is a guy who looks either my age or a little younger with curly chocolate brown hair. Both guys were very hot, but also very familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on why they look familiar. My thoughts were interrupted when Mark looked up and saw Jake and I walk in.
“Hey Allie and Jake.” Mark said while giving us a small wave.
“Hey Mark! How are you doing?” I ask him.
“I’ve been good just working a lot.” Mark said.
“That’s always fun.” I said sarcastically.
“What tat are you getting today?” Mark asked Jake and I.
“Well I’m finally going to get that tattoo that I was telling you about. The one in memory of my Grandfather and Grandma.”
“Oh the anchor with the feather?” Mark says he is still tattooing the guy with jet-black hair. It looks like he is getting a microphone tattoo on his forearm.
“Yeah that would be the one. I really don’t know what Jake is getting.” I chuckled.
“Oh we are being rude Allie this here is Zayn and Harry, and there friend Paul.” Mark said pointing to the guy with jet-black hair first then the curly haired one.
“Nice to meet you I’m Allie, Marks favorite customer.” I chuckled
“Yeah you wish.” Mark murmured loud enough for me to hear him. I couldn’t help, but laugh.
“How come you’re getting a microphone?” I asked Zayn.
“I’m in a band ‘One Direction’ and I love music so I thought it would be cool.” He answered.
“Now I know why you both look so familiar and why there is a small group of girls waiting out front.” I giggled.
“Oh so you’re a fan?” Harry asked.
“Well kinda. My little sister is obessed with you guys, so I know some of your music. You guys are very talented." I said.
"Well thank you. Tell your little sister we say hi and thanks for the support." Zayn says.
"I will be sure to do that," I smiled.
"Just make sure you text her or keep the phone away from your ear when she screams." Jake says out of nowhere.
"Where did you come from?" I asked Jake.
"Oh I was talking to Johnny. Come on lets go he is ready to start your tattoo." Jake said.
"Oh okay. well it was nice meeting you guys. Mark don't mess up their tattoo now." I said.
"Nice meeting you too Allie." Harry replied.
"Same here, and please don't mess up our tattoos, especially mine." Zayn smiled cheekily at Harry at the last part. I walked away and greeted Johnny .
"Hi Allie. That can I do for you today?" Johnny asked as I sat down.
Harry's POV
I couldn't help but feel captivated by Allie. She is so beautiful, but I could just tell there was more to her than her looks. To bad she has a boyfriend. She didn't even seem to care whom Zayn and I were. Which was such a relief, we never like when people would scream and go crazy when they meet us. I wonder how her and Mark know each over.
"Mark how do you know Allie?" Zayn asked as if reading my mind.
"Oh, she is a family friend. She is a good friend with my daughter Leslie. She also used to work here when he first moved to LA to live with her brother Jake. She needed a part time job to get out of the house. So I offered her a job here she just kept everything clean and made appointments." Mark said while putting the finishing touches on Zayn's tattoo.
Oh Jake was her brother not her boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile.
"Oh that's cool." Zayn says.
"Yeah she is a great girl with a good head on her shoulders. Alright Harry you are up next." Mark said.
Zayn got up from the chair and sat where I was sitting and I sat down to get my tattoo. As he was giving me my tattoo (his star tattoo) I couldn't help but think about Allie.
Let me start by introducing myself. My name is Allison Jones, but you can call me Allie. I was born in New York, but raised in a small own in North Carolina. I loved it there. I was 2 hours drive to the beach and 4 hours drive to the mountains. I grew up with a wonderful mum and dad. I also have 3 older brothers and a younger sister. Tyler is the oldest he is 26 years old, Jake is 24, Chase is 22, and my younger sister Aubrey is 14. Tyler is happily married to his long time love Madison (Madi). They have a 2-year-old son named Conner; Madi is currently 8 months pregnant with a little girl. Tyler and Madi moved to London when they got married 5 years ago. Jake now lives in Los Angeles, California. Chase still lives back in North Carolina with my mum, dad and little sister. I moved to LA with Jake when I turned 17 so I could focus on school (home schooled). I graduated within 2 months of moving to California. I’m currently a part-time nanny for my neighbors 3 kids…
“WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!” Jake yells as he storms into my room.
“Ugh Jake leave me alone I’m trying to sleep here.” I groaned.
“Come on we are going to get our tattoo’s in an hour.” Jake said.
“What time is it anyway?” I asked.
“8 am.” Jake said way to cheerfully.
“Ugh fine can you please leave so I can get ready please?” I asked while getting out of bed.
“Yeah you got an hour so hurry up.”
“It won’t take me that long jeez how long do you think it takes for me to get ready?” I asked
“I don’t know just hurry up.” Jake chuckled as he left my room.
I quickly ran to my closet and grabbed some clothes for the day. I got into the shower, washed my long dark brown hair, washed my body, and shaved my legs. I got out and wrapped my body in a towel. I brushed my teeth and put on some light make-up (I don’t wear much make-up). I put on my jean shorts, my ‘Hipster Please’ half shirt and put on some army boots. I blow dried my hair and then loosely curled some of my ends, put a headband on and walked out of my bathroom, and out of my room.
“Wow and we still got 20 minutes to spare.” Jake said surprised.
“I told you it doesn’t take me that long,” I said rolling my eyes.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s go!.” Jake said, while grabbing his car keys and walking out our front door. I followed behind him and got into his Porsche, and we started to drive to ‘Tattoo Parlor’ (I know it’s a very original name but I just need a new for the story.)
-----20 Minutes Later-------
When we pull up to the parlor Jake and I both notice that there is a small group of teenage girls in front.
“What is going on is Mark doing some type of special where he tattoos underage girls?” Jake chuckles as we get out of the car, and walks towards the door.
“ I highly doubt he could risk his business for that.” I giggle.
Jake just nodded as he opened the door for me to walk in. We walk in and see that Mark is tattooing a young guy who looks about my age with jet-black hair styled into a quiff. Sitting next to him is a guy who looks either my age or a little younger with curly chocolate brown hair. Both guys were very hot, but also very familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on why they look familiar. My thoughts were interrupted when Mark looked up and saw Jake and I walk in.
“Hey Allie and Jake.” Mark said while giving us a small wave.
“Hey Mark! How are you doing?” I ask him.
“I’ve been good just working a lot.” Mark said.
“That’s always fun.” I said sarcastically.
“What tat are you getting today?” Mark asked Jake and I.
“Well I’m finally going to get that tattoo that I was telling you about. The one in memory of my Grandfather and Grandma.”
“Oh the anchor with the feather?” Mark says he is still tattooing the guy with jet-black hair. It looks like he is getting a microphone tattoo on his forearm.
“Yeah that would be the one. I really don’t know what Jake is getting.” I chuckled.
“Oh we are being rude Allie this here is Zayn and Harry, and there friend Paul.” Mark said pointing to the guy with jet-black hair first then the curly haired one.
“Nice to meet you I’m Allie, Marks favorite customer.” I chuckled
“Yeah you wish.” Mark murmured loud enough for me to hear him. I couldn’t help, but laugh.
“How come you’re getting a microphone?” I asked Zayn.
“I’m in a band ‘One Direction’ and I love music so I thought it would be cool.” He answered.
“Now I know why you both look so familiar and why there is a small group of girls waiting out front.” I giggled.
“Oh so you’re a fan?” Harry asked.
“Well kinda. My little sister is obessed with you guys, so I know some of your music. You guys are very talented." I said.
"Well thank you. Tell your little sister we say hi and thanks for the support." Zayn says.
"I will be sure to do that," I smiled.
"Just make sure you text her or keep the phone away from your ear when she screams." Jake says out of nowhere.
"Where did you come from?" I asked Jake.
"Oh I was talking to Johnny. Come on lets go he is ready to start your tattoo." Jake said.
"Oh okay. well it was nice meeting you guys. Mark don't mess up their tattoo now." I said.
"Nice meeting you too Allie." Harry replied.
"Same here, and please don't mess up our tattoos, especially mine." Zayn smiled cheekily at Harry at the last part. I walked away and greeted Johnny .
"Hi Allie. That can I do for you today?" Johnny asked as I sat down.
Harry's POV
I couldn't help but feel captivated by Allie. She is so beautiful, but I could just tell there was more to her than her looks. To bad she has a boyfriend. She didn't even seem to care whom Zayn and I were. Which was such a relief, we never like when people would scream and go crazy when they meet us. I wonder how her and Mark know each over.
"Mark how do you know Allie?" Zayn asked as if reading my mind.
"Oh, she is a family friend. She is a good friend with my daughter Leslie. She also used to work here when he first moved to LA to live with her brother Jake. She needed a part time job to get out of the house. So I offered her a job here she just kept everything clean and made appointments." Mark said while putting the finishing touches on Zayn's tattoo.
Oh Jake was her brother not her boyfriend. I couldn't help but smile.
"Oh that's cool." Zayn says.
"Yeah she is a great girl with a good head on her shoulders. Alright Harry you are up next." Mark said.
Zayn got up from the chair and sat where I was sitting and I sat down to get my tattoo. As he was giving me my tattoo (his star tattoo) I couldn't help but think about Allie.
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