The Bad Boy I Didn't Expect *On Hold*

A/N: Hello everyone! I know it has seriously been forever. And that's only because I had somehow lost my laptop charger. I've only been able to charge my laptop at my best friends house. So it's sort of charged and I was able to write a chapter*Omg yayyy wooo, anna updated* yes i know, all hail me. lol jk. But anyways, the next few chapters might possibly be short. And sadly this chapter really sucks. I'm going to try writing more, and well i guess that's it. I'm sorry that it sucks, it's just been so long D':

Chapter 24

Waking up with a warm body curled next to mine, I smile. Zayn. Looking up, his eyes gleam with satisfaction as he looks down at me “Good morning” he hushes, kissing my head “Good morning” I smile while adjusting myself so I look directly at him. We sit in silence for a moment, as we do. I reminisce last night, just how wonderful it was and how perfect it was. But shortly after Zayn breaks the silence “Remember one of the first times I came, you invited me for dinner?” He raises a brow and I nod in remembrance “Well, remember when you asked about my tattoos and I told you I would take you to get one?” I chuckle before answering “Yes Zayn” I smile, understanding what he’s asking “Why don’t we go today?” he licks his lips, unsure if he said something wrong or if it is too soon. I smile, thinking for a moment I make up my mind “Okay, sure. Why not? I’m feeling adventurous” I end with a smile. He smiles too, actually so much his eyes crinkles at the sides and I continue smiling “What?” He looks away for a moment, before looking at me innocently “You’re something else” his fingers enlace my hair, pushing it back. His mouth is connected with mine before he’s jumping out of bed “Well we gotta get dressed” His cute little butt is bare as he’s standing straight “You didn’t put anything on last night!?” I screech as I playfully cover my eyes.

Peeking through the crevices of my fingers he turns around, and his willy stands at attention “Is there a problem?” He playfully scoffs as his hands move under the sheets, before I knew what he was doing my foot is grabbed onto and yanked from the bed “Well look here, you didn’t either” He smirks evilly. I side smile as I notice I didn’t put anything on either “It seems I did not” biting my lip, his hands trail down my back pulling me closer “I need you” he whispers before throwing me back on the bed.

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“Where are we going?” Kati asks as she sits calmly in the back “To the tattoo parlor” Zayn says without blinking “Are we going to see Uncle Liam!?” Alexis yelps excitedly, Zayn relieves a breath before speaking “Yes, we’re going to see Uncle Liam” He smiles, looking in the rear view mirror “Are you getting another tattoo Zayn?” Alexis asks, pulling off a piece of lint from her shirt “Surprisingly no, Aubrey is today” he says as he grins towards me, I blush slightly. The girls instantly get excited, throwing questions at me like “What are you going to get? How much will it cost? and Is it your first time?” Zayn chimes in, cutting them off “Girls, calm down. Yes, this is Aubrey’s first time and no I don’t think she knows what she wants to get yet..” He trails off, turning the blinker on. We all sit in a comfortable silence for a moment before I feel Zayn’s hand on my thigh and a shy look on his mouth “Girls?” he asks, looking in the review again “Yes?” They both look up.

Squeezing my thigh again he speaks “How do you feel about us staying with Aubrey for a while?” There’s a pause before Alexis asks “What do you mean?” before Zayn says something I place my hand over his, nodding to him I turn around; giving them a sweet smile I say “Would you like to come live with me?” Instant smiles are on their mouths and there’s a pause before they speak, well actually slight screeching “Really!? Are we really Zayn?” They both ask happy as can be, looking to Zayn he stares for a moment before smiling and nodding “Yayy!!” they yell. I chuckle as I sit back in my seat, patting Zayn’s hand.

~~~

A small ding is alarmed as we enter the tattoo parlor. It smells like fresh paint, a small waiting area is on the side with black leather chairs with tattoo magazines. A wall in the back displays all sorts of tattoo designs and doohickeys. Coming back to reality I’m pulled by the hand and guided to a desk “Hi Ralph, Liam’s in today isn’t he?” Zayn leans on the desk towards Ralph who has long hair, his arms filled with tattoos and leather all over his body; he looks like he could be a biker “Hey Zayn, he is actually; in hiaa office” Ralph points with his thumb to a closed curtain. Zayn nods before turning to me “I’ll be right back” kissing my forehead he turns on his heel and heads through the curtain.

The girls and I stand in a silence before Ralph is speaking “How are you girls? Give me five” He smiles, his huge hand coming over the counter. Katie smiles hitting his hand, Alexis does the same “We’re good Ralph this is Aubrey, she’s dating Zayn” Alexis smiles to the both of us, Ralph gives me a light smile holding out his hand “Ralph Keith, nice to meet you Aubrey” I nod in appreciation, shaking his hand “Nice to meet you Ralph” I notice that the girls head over the waiting area pulling a doll house from beside a book shelf and a small box holding the dolls. “Well how are you Aubrey?” Ralph interrupts my thoughts; I turn around to see him leaning over the desk, a quirky smile on his mouth.

*Zayns P.O.V*

“Liam?” I knock on the perfectly waxed wooden door to Liam’s office “Come in” Pushing inside Liam sits tapping away on his computer. “Oh hey Zayn” Liam smiles, giving a small wave “What’s up, can I help you with something?” He asks, now leaning back in his spinny chair “Actually yeah” I release a breath I never realized I was holding “So Aubrey is here, and she wants a tattoo..” I say quickly, that is why I’m here. I mentally chuckle “So… you want me to do it?” Liam asks, as if it was the most obvious thing ever. I nod in agreement, Liam chuckles as he stands up “Alright, you go get her. I’ll be in room four” he says as he bends over to click something on his computer.

Walking back into the waiting area, Aubrey leans against the desk talking with Ralph while the girls play with their Barbie dolls that Liam had bought specifically for them. “Are you ready?” I ask, giving her a toothy smile. She gleams to Ralph then to me “I guess so” Smiling widely. Snaking my arm around her waist I guide her to the red curtain I just appeared from “Ralph will you watch the girls for me?” I look over my shoulder, “Sure thing Zayn, have fun” is the last thing he says before walking behind the curtain. He’s a nice guy; I really need to hook him up soon.

*Aubrey’s P.O.V*

Walking through, we hear the slight buzzing of tattoo guns behind other curtains. More red curtains hang over doorways of the hall, looking around I never noticed my name being called in the first place “Hey Aubrey” A very familiar voice calls. Turning to the voice Liam stands next to a curtain, Zayn guides us to Liam as he grins happily, he stands with his arms crossed as we approach him “First tattoo huh?” He says with a bit of shyness, but is quickly replaced with a grin. I nod, hiding my face a bit. I look up to Zayn as if asking ‘Can we just get this done and over with please?’ Zayn, understanding my plea asks “What did you want to get?” Shock and embarrassment suddenly runs through me, I never actually thought about what I wanted to get, I guess I didn’t fully think this through. Liam chuckles, throwing his head back a bit. Zayn glares at him and he instantly shuts up, clearing his throat.

“Well, I want to get my father’s name..” I shrug, when he passed I had always thought about a way to remember him, I guess this could be it. Now I won’t ever forget him; I smile at the thought that this is such a great idea. “Right this way please” Liam interrupts my thoughts as he opens up the curtain behind him “Do you know where you want it?” Liam asks as he heads over to a counter, opening drawers and pulling things out “Umm” I scratch my arm. I’m pretty much making this up as I go. Is that bad? Touching my arm, I pick that spot “My lower arm” I chuckle at my slight stupidity. Looking around now, the room is small; a black leather chair sits in the middle with a spinny stool on one side with a metal tray next to it “Please sit” Liam motions to the leather chair and I instantly oblige. Plopping myself into it Zayn grabs a folded up chair in the corner; opening it he puts it backwards and plops himself down in it. Smiling, he grabs my hand; I squeeze his hand lightly, letting him know I’m okay.

Making myself comfortable I begin to think of more ideas for the tattoo “Can you make the font a pretty cursive?” I ask, looking at Liam who finally turns around from the counter. “Mmhmm” He nods, placing a sanitized gun, gloves, and a kit on the tray. “Okay, and do you want a female artist or?..” I turn my head, What an odd question. “Sorry, I have to ask. Protocol” I nod in understandment “You’re fine Liam” Smiling, Liam nods. He plops himself in the stool, “What color would you like it in?” We’re all silent for a moment “Can it be black? And do you think you could put wings coming out of the name?” I ask, blushing a bit for asking too many questions “Of course” Liam nods as he heads over to a cupboard again “What’s his name?” Liam asks, standing next to me “Joseph” I nod. Liam then walks out of the room without saying anything.
“Where is he going?” I raise an eyebrow in confusion to Zayn; he lightly pats my hand before speaking “He’s going to make the tattoo silly” He chuckles sympathetically.

I sit up, crossing my arms and speaking with a playful anger in my voice “Well I’m sorry this is my first time getting a tattoo” I look away, only to have a smirk on my mouth “I’m joking babe” Zayn chuckles, quickly retaliating as he grabs a hold of my hand “How much will this cost?” I ask, only out of curiosity; I’m not really worried about it. I’m just trying to make conversation I guess. “Don’t worry about it, I have it covered” He kisses my lips gently “Are you nervous?” He scratches the slight stubble that has started to grow back, I shrug “Eh, a little bit” He pats my hand again “It’s not that bad” He soothes, trying to make me feel better. We sit in a comfortable silence for a minute before I speak up “So hey, I umm.. I was thinking” It’s actually something I’ve been thinking about for a little while that I thought might be fun; Zayn watches me with curiosity.

“I was thinking that maybe, the girls and I could have a girl’s night or something. Like a sleep over and have Allison come over and we do girl things. You know?” I shrug; I feel the warmth creep to my cheeks as Zayn stares at me. He’s quiet, a little too quiet. Why is he staring at me like that? He looks like he’s angry, or, he’s reminiscing or something “I don’t know..” He says firmly, it’s the only thing that comes out of his mouth. “I-Okay, so I drew the tattoo and I added a halo over your dad’s name; If you don’t like it please tell me and I’ll remove it” Liam interrupts us as he walks in, holding a flimsy looking wax paper in his hands. Handing it to me I scan over it; the font is beautiful as the wings stick out evenly. And he’s right, there’s a halo over the S of my father’s name “it’s beautiful Liam” I grin, handing him back the paper “So this is okay?” He double checks my answer, holding it out for me to take. I don’t take it though, but only nod “It’s perfect” I reassure him.

Popping himself in the stool, he begins to prepare himself; putting on latex gloves they snap on his wrists. “This is your first tattoo right?” He asks ripping open the sterilized gun, him and Zayn begin to chuckle almost silently. Glancing to the both of them for a split second, I begin to wonder what’s so funny. “What?” I eye them evilly for not being part of the loop. Zayn clears his throat “You know it’ll hurt a little bit, right?” He asks his voice subtle and even a bit nervous. What am I? 10? “Yes Zayn, I am aware there’s pain” I roll my eyes. Liam gently grabs a hold of my arm, stretching it out so it’s easier for him to plant the tattoo. Turning the gun on, it begins to buzz loudly; he dips the needle in a gothic black ink. Scooting himself closer, he steadies my arm as he gets closer and closer with the needle. It touches my skin and my arm starts to burn slightly. I squeeze Zayn’s hand from the pain; he kisses my knuckles before skimming his thumb along them, soothing me slightly.

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An hour and a half drags on until the buzzing of the gun is shut off. Holding my breath for so long I feel like I could pass out. I had squeezed my eyes so tight that opening them felt like I was a new born child opening my eyes for the first time. “That wasn’t so bad” I reluctantly laugh “You actually did better than most people” Liam chuckles as he pulls off his gloves. “What do you think?” I hear the smile on Liam’s lips. Looking down at my now stinging arm, it looks absolutely beautiful. My father’s name stands out with pride, the wings and halo perfectly perched on where they stand, my mouth drops in awe “I love it, thank you so much Liam” I graduate, smiling so wide my teeth show. “It looks really good Liam” Zayn hunches over a bit to see the new detail on my arm “So make sure, that you keep this on for a week” Liam explains as he starts wrapping saran wrap around the tattoo “Even when you shower, you MUST keep it on for a week; I’m sure Zayn will help you out” Oh, I didn’t know it had to have saran wrap. I nod as he pats my arm.

Zayn helps me out of my chair; standing I stretch, my body cracking from sitting in the same position for so long. “You should go see Ralph to fill out paperwork, I’ll be there in a minute” Zayn says before kissing my mouth, I nod in agreement. Heading to the curtain I say one last thank you to Liam, before closing it I see Zayn pulling out his wallet.

~~~

Signing my signature on the form I had to fill out, the girls stand around me looking at my saran wrapped arm. Zayn stands next to me, leaning over the desk as he watches me write my name. There’s comfortable chatter between all of us. Writing the last letter of my name we begin to head towards the door, looking back to Ralph I say my last goodbye and give him a slight wave. Zayn’s arm is wrapped around me as we walk to the door. The door instantly dings, notifying someone is coming in. Looking forward, everyone is dead silent; it seems like the girls even stopped breathing. I feel Zayn’s grip tighten on me, a woman about my age walks in; her dark long hair falls nicely around her shoulders.

Her makeup sits nicely on her face; she’s so pretty she could be a model. She stops to stare at us, we all stand staring at her; it begins to feel awkward before she speaks up “Hello..” Looking up to Zayn, his face looks hard; maybe even anger itching in his eyes. No one else speaks so I do “Hi” I give her a warm smile, the girl looks at me, to Zayn then to the girls. Before anything else was said, Zayn is rushing us out the door; everyone hurriedly getting in the car as we drive away as if they’ve seen a ghost.

~~~

Walking inside the house everyone is still silent, I had watched Zayn in the car and something was definitely wrong. His face was solid as he drove, and he gripped the steering wheel so tight I thought he might have pulled it off without a problem. “Zay- I have to use the bathroom” He interrupts me as he pushes past me. Walking into the bathroom he slams the door a little too roughly, the girls sit on the couch silently. As I go to sit next to them I hear a loud bang come from the bathroom “Zayn are you okay?” I call “Yup” is all I hear before it’s dead silent again.

*Zayn’s P.O.V*

“Fuck!” I hush under my breath, I begin to pace nervously back and forth in the bathroom. Why the fuck did Brittany have to show up right when we were leaving. “Fuck! I say again quietly, before I could stop myself my fist rams into the wall; causing a loud bang. Aubrey asks if I’m okay on the other side. I am okay, just very nervous. My knuckles begin to ache from the contact, a decently sized hole is portrayed on the wall; hopefully Aubrey won’t be mad. I ruffle my hands through my hair in anger. Now Brittany knows about Aubrey, this isn’t good. Well, maybe she already knew; Miley could have told her, but still. I still love Brittany, I do. But I would never go back to her besides.. I love Aubrey

Notes

Well, I am so sorry that this chapter seriously sucks. It's been a while so I'm a little rusty lol. But anywho, subscribe/vote/comment and could you please share this story. It would mean the world to me. Also this story is posted on Wattpad because it's more convenient for some people. So yeah, I love you all, i miss you <3