Is This Love?
The Softie and A Tattoo At The End Of The Day
Larissa's POV
I waited for Zayn to come back. Finally he came. It was only 1 in the morning and I didn't feel like going home. "Zayn we still have time to kill." "Alright what should we do?" I was thinking and studying Zayn's tattoos. "I want a tattoo!" "Aha are you serious? You never gotten one?" "Nope. I always wanted one though." "Do you know what you want?" "Umm I want...a peace sign!!" "Where?" "On my hip" "Sexy. I like it!"
*At the tattoo palor*
"Hi what can I help you with?" "She would like a tattoo." "Okay. What design and where?" "Can I have a peace sign on my hip bone in Jamican colors?" "Sure. Are you sure you want to get this?" "Yup. Why not."
Zayn's POV
"Yup. Why not." I can't believe she was going with this. I have never been with anyone to get their tattoo with them. "I'll be here if you need me." "Zayn?" Her tiny voice filled the room. "Yes Rissa?" "Can you erm hold my hand I'm scares." "Sure." Her screams echoed the room because of the pain of the gun
*An hour later*
"Good job Larissa! You earned a gold star." "Aha very funny Zayn!" "You are a brave little solider aren't you?" "Actually I'm starting to regret my tattoo." "It looks good though." "You think?" "Oh I know." "Aha same old Zayn." Same old Zayn, those words flowed through my head.
*Flashback*
"Why can't you be more like your sister Larissa?!" I couldnt help but over hear Larissa's m saying that. I was in her living room waiting for her to come with me to a gang party with me. I heard arguing and something smash, I went to see what happened and I found a glass vase broken, and her mom crying in her room. I told her mom everything would be alright, then I just left with Larissa. "Same old Zayn. I always knew you would never change." She didn't explain what she meant but I kind of had a feeling that she knew I still had that soft side buried deep down there
I waited for Zayn to come back. Finally he came. It was only 1 in the morning and I didn't feel like going home. "Zayn we still have time to kill." "Alright what should we do?" I was thinking and studying Zayn's tattoos. "I want a tattoo!" "Aha are you serious? You never gotten one?" "Nope. I always wanted one though." "Do you know what you want?" "Umm I want...a peace sign!!" "Where?" "On my hip" "Sexy. I like it!"
*At the tattoo palor*
"Hi what can I help you with?" "She would like a tattoo." "Okay. What design and where?" "Can I have a peace sign on my hip bone in Jamican colors?" "Sure. Are you sure you want to get this?" "Yup. Why not."
Zayn's POV
"Yup. Why not." I can't believe she was going with this. I have never been with anyone to get their tattoo with them. "I'll be here if you need me." "Zayn?" Her tiny voice filled the room. "Yes Rissa?" "Can you erm hold my hand I'm scares." "Sure." Her screams echoed the room because of the pain of the gun
*An hour later*
"Good job Larissa! You earned a gold star." "Aha very funny Zayn!" "You are a brave little solider aren't you?" "Actually I'm starting to regret my tattoo." "It looks good though." "You think?" "Oh I know." "Aha same old Zayn." Same old Zayn, those words flowed through my head.
*Flashback*
"Why can't you be more like your sister Larissa?!" I couldnt help but over hear Larissa's m saying that. I was in her living room waiting for her to come with me to a gang party with me. I heard arguing and something smash, I went to see what happened and I found a glass vase broken, and her mom crying in her room. I told her mom everything would be alright, then I just left with Larissa. "Same old Zayn. I always knew you would never change." She didn't explain what she meant but I kind of had a feeling that she knew I still had that soft side buried deep down there
