1D first meetings (REALISTIC)
Zayn
Zayn's POV:
I sat down in the chair, I'm at the tattoo parlor about to....get a tattoo. I yawned, I stayed up to late...around four a.m. and right now it was around ten a.m. Louis called me and begged me to get a tattoo with him, he said I'd be sorry if I didn't go...so here I am....sitting here....sorry I came. Louis wasn't even here, I know he's not because I would've heard him by now, plus the seat next to me is open. I was on my phone playing bejeweled, Harry got me addicted to it.
"So, I'm Cathy, I'll be your tattoo artist" the older woman said, perfect for Harry.
I chuckled to myself, laughing at my joke.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Nothing...I just...got a text" I said and she nodded.
"What tattoo do you want?" she asked.
"Um, I want a small bird on my chest" I said.
"Okay" she said picking up a photo that I picked out in the front of the parlor.
"I'm gonna need you to take off your shirt" she said.
"Oh, yeah, sorry" I said and pulled off my shirt and she put my chair a little back.
"Hey, sorry I'm late!" I heard a beautiful voice say.
I looked up to see a girl rush in with striking (your eye color) eyes that made my breath hitch in the back of my throat.
"Ah, (your name)!" Cathy said running over and hugging her, picking her up slightly.
The girl, (your name), giggled. I loved her laugh already, it made me smile, and her name....uh, her name was so....attractive.
"So what are you getting?" Cathy asked.
"A heart on my hip" (your name) said. (A/N: or whatever tattoo you want)
The beautiful girl played with her alluring (your hair color) hair as she looked at me. My heart sped up and if I were standing, my knees would've went weak, it felt as if I was experiencing my first crush all over again.
"Oh, (your name), this is..." Cathy trailed off not knowing my name.
I came back to earth, "Oh, my name's Za-"
"I know, I'm a fan" (your name) said.
Her being a fan was....a turn on, really.
"Oh" I said smiling, hoping I wasn't blushing.
She sat down on the chair, around a foot away from me, she sat back now looking nervous.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
She looked at me, "I'm....just a little...nervous."
"Why?" I asked.
"Well...this is gonna be my first tattoo"
"Oh...do you want....never mind" I said, forgetting the idea of asking her if she wanted to hold my hand.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well...I was gonna ask if...you wanted to hold...my hand" I said.
She blushed, smiling big,
"Uh...sure" she said.
I reached out and she shyly held my hand.
I watched the tattoo artist walk up to her and started working on her tattoo, I didn't even feel my tattoo being made, I was focused on her, she even looked beautiful when her face was scrunched up. I smirked, I'd have her one way or another (hahaha! Get it!)
I sat down in the chair, I'm at the tattoo parlor about to....get a tattoo. I yawned, I stayed up to late...around four a.m. and right now it was around ten a.m. Louis called me and begged me to get a tattoo with him, he said I'd be sorry if I didn't go...so here I am....sitting here....sorry I came. Louis wasn't even here, I know he's not because I would've heard him by now, plus the seat next to me is open. I was on my phone playing bejeweled, Harry got me addicted to it.
"So, I'm Cathy, I'll be your tattoo artist" the older woman said, perfect for Harry.
I chuckled to myself, laughing at my joke.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Nothing...I just...got a text" I said and she nodded.
"What tattoo do you want?" she asked.
"Um, I want a small bird on my chest" I said.
"Okay" she said picking up a photo that I picked out in the front of the parlor.
"I'm gonna need you to take off your shirt" she said.
"Oh, yeah, sorry" I said and pulled off my shirt and she put my chair a little back.
"Hey, sorry I'm late!" I heard a beautiful voice say.
I looked up to see a girl rush in with striking (your eye color) eyes that made my breath hitch in the back of my throat.
"Ah, (your name)!" Cathy said running over and hugging her, picking her up slightly.
The girl, (your name), giggled. I loved her laugh already, it made me smile, and her name....uh, her name was so....attractive.
"So what are you getting?" Cathy asked.
"A heart on my hip" (your name) said. (A/N: or whatever tattoo you want)
The beautiful girl played with her alluring (your hair color) hair as she looked at me. My heart sped up and if I were standing, my knees would've went weak, it felt as if I was experiencing my first crush all over again.
"Oh, (your name), this is..." Cathy trailed off not knowing my name.
I came back to earth, "Oh, my name's Za-"
"I know, I'm a fan" (your name) said.
Her being a fan was....a turn on, really.
"Oh" I said smiling, hoping I wasn't blushing.
She sat down on the chair, around a foot away from me, she sat back now looking nervous.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
She looked at me, "I'm....just a little...nervous."
"Why?" I asked.
"Well...this is gonna be my first tattoo"
"Oh...do you want....never mind" I said, forgetting the idea of asking her if she wanted to hold my hand.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Well...I was gonna ask if...you wanted to hold...my hand" I said.
She blushed, smiling big,
"Uh...sure" she said.
I reached out and she shyly held my hand.
I watched the tattoo artist walk up to her and started working on her tattoo, I didn't even feel my tattoo being made, I was focused on her, she even looked beautiful when her face was scrunched up. I smirked, I'd have her one way or another (hahaha! Get it!)
