Niall's POV
I took my seat in the old, ragged chair next to Harry and smiled confidently at him, he was getting a tattoo of a ship on his arm. He said he had his own story behind it so we all just agreed and went along with it, I was still unsure on what exactly to get. As the man began to draw on Harry, Zayn handed a sheet of paper to my tattoo man, Berty.
"Niall, you good with a sleeve?" Berty asked, I looked up at Zayn before nodding. My mum will probably flip when she finds out but who cares, its my life and my body. Berty wrapped the paper round my arm and we all looked at it in delight, all except Liam, his eyes widened and he had the usual nervous look on his face.
"Don't worry Liam, we haven't designed something like that for you." I said, laughing lightly. He smiled and bit his lip nervously,
"You ready for me to start drawing?" Berty said, I nodded and slipped my top off so he could reach all of my arm.
I finished before Harry and I couldn't help but admire the beauty on my arm, the boys loved it and so did I. I was finally getting my 'punk' rep up,
"Liam's turn!" Zayn chirped, Berty patted the seat and Liam scurried over to it and sat down. I noticed he was breathing a little heavier, bless.
"So what's he getting Z?" Zayn hands over a sheet of paper,
"You don't want it too visible do you?" Zayn asked Liam,
"No..." He mumbled.
"I think it should go there." Zayn said, pointing to the spot beside Liam's collar bone.
"Can I see what it is?" Liam asked, Berty handed him the sheet and a massive grin spread across his face. Because it was his first tattoo we thought we'd give him something that he enjoys, so we drew the batman logo. His face lit up with delight as he traced his fingers over it,
"You ready for me to draw it?" Liam nodded,
"Slip your top off then." He put two hands on the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head quickly, my eyes were quickly drawn to his abs. They were more toned than all of the people I know, my jaw dropped when I realised he had an eight pack. I thought he would be the kid with nothing underneath but clearly I was wrong, I've never really noticed his biceps before but now that I was checking for muscle they were really visible.
Liam's POV
I couldn't help but smile when I noticed Niall admiring my body, it must of been a shock to him and the other boys how much I work out because all of them looked shocked when I removed my top. However everybody stopped looking and began talking except Niall, he was biting his lip piercing as his eyes traced my body. I felt a slight tingle inside me, his eyes were mesmerising, I couldn't stop staring. And now he had tattoos he looked ten times hotter, his sleeves made him stand out so much more. He looked tougher now, more like the Niall he should be than what he is. He fitted in with the other boys more, especially Zayn considering his body looked like a sketch book.
"You ready for the tattoo?" Berty said, I nodded my head a little less confidently than before.
"You might feel a slight prick." He said, he pressed the pen to my shoulder and I shot up. I winced in pain, I didn't think it would hurt that much. Berty let out a hearty chuckle and Zayn smiled at me,
"I know it's not easy, but you need to get through it." I nodded my head and sat back down properly, Harry whispered something to Niall who shook his head violently.
"Do it." Harry snapped, Niall rolled his eyes and sat down next to me.
"Here look, you can grab my hand if you really have to." He looked up at Harry then back to me, I felt my cheeks hinting red. Niall's hands were a lot bigger than mine and he had a few scars across his knuckles, reminding me that he's not the type of guy to mess with.
"Thanks." I mumbled, he sighed and set his hand out.
"I'm going again now Liam, try to relax." Berty said, as soon as I felt the stab in my shoulder without thinking my hand grabbed Niall's and squeezed it tightly. He didn't respond however I felt sparks fly through my body, his hands weren't as rough as I expected. They were a lot softer, I could hold them all day long. It was then that I realised I was slowly falling for Niall, I just wish he knew the real me. But I don't just in case he won't speak to me, not that he speaks a lot now. Besides, he's into girls not guys, it's obvious.
After about five minutes of pain I released the tight grip on Niall's hand but didn't let go, I felt him try to pull away once or twice as the boys were staring but I didn't let him. This is probably the most physical contact I'll ever get with Niall, I wasn't passing it up that easily. Once Berty had finished he pulled away with a wide grin on his face, I daren't look down. I knew this tattoo was a mistake, but I wanted to prove to Niall I wasn't a goody. I could be abd if I wanted to. Niall yanked his hand away from me and stood up, Berty finished up led me over to the mirror.
"Take a look." I looked in my reflection and smiled widely as I saw Niall checking me out in the mirror, very subtle Niall, very. I took a look down at my tattoo, honestly it was perfect. I couldn't of asked for a better one, I turned around and smiled at Berty.
"Thank you, this is amazing." He welcomes me and covers it up before I slip my top back on, Zayn handles the money and we all leave smiling happily.
"So how long are you gonna be one of us?" Louis asks, flinging his arm around my neck. I wince as his hand lightly taps my tattoo,
"Sorry mate!" He exclaims, pulling his arm away.
"He's not one of us." Niall scoffed, pulling a beanie over his ruffled hair. I felt a sharp pain inside my chest, it hurt hearing Niall say that. I thought I was just getting on the good side of him but once again, I was wrong.
"Eh Ni, cut him some slack, he's a new kid." Harry said, adjusting his stretcher in his ear.
"No Harry I don't need to cut him some fucking slack, he's been here for a week now. He's hardly new, he should have his own friends by now. Not just hanging onto us like some lost fucking puppy!" I watched as Niall's face grew angrier and angrier, did he really mean that? I bit my lip to hold back my tears but I knew it wasn't going to work, I span round and began running in the opposite direction, holding my bag as tight as I could. I heard someone shout from behind me but I carried on running, if Niall doesn't want me around then I'll leave. I'm quite happy to.
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Unpredictable (A Niam Horayne Fanfiction)
قصص الهواةNiall Horan, one of the main men of the school alongside his three best friends Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik. Liam Payne on the other hand is a shy, quiet boy who hates standing out. He's moved from his old home in Wolverhampton to j...
