Dear Niall {A Niall Horan Fanfiction}

January 29, 2015

January 29, 2015

Jackie's POV

I got a call from Shamrock Tattoo yesterday. They asked me if I wanted the Job still, obviously I said yes, and they asked me to start today. Jim said he wanted me to come in at seven so he can show me around. After getting ready, grabbing my new tattoo machine, and kissing Niall goodbye I headed there. When I walked in he came right up to me.

"Hey, are you excited about working here?"

"Ya." I'm a little shy when I first meet people.

"Ok so this is the main desk. Cassie works here, she deals with clients and when they pay. This is Jack's station, he's a nice guy even thou at first it doesn't seem like it. This is Ben's station, he's the quietest in the shop. This is my station, I mainly do black and grey but I can do color too. This is your station. We all set up our own stations. At first you'll just get walk ins, eventually you'll get people asking for you. So I'm going to let you set up. I'll be in my office if you need anything."

"Ok. Thank you Jim." He nodded while walking away. This is going to be really fun.

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First walk in was a woman in her mid thirties. She wanted a black and grey rose on her shoulder. It was really cool to see how the shop flowed. I met everyone else and they seem really nice. I know I'm gonna love it here. I walked out behind Cassie at six.

When I walked in the door it's seven. I can smell something in the kitchen. Niall must've cooked. I walked into the kitchen after taking my shoes off. I wrapped my arms around him, and held on tight.

"I love this job!" I said kissing him when he turned toward me. He looked upset. "What's wrong?"

"Nothin. Today was just really tiring. I think I'm gonna eat then go up to bed." He must've gotten in right before me then. We ate together and he fled upstairs. He was going to do the dishes but I insisted on doing them. He's so tired anyway. After doing the dishes I sat on the couch to watch some tv.

I was sitting here for a while before my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and saw it's from a number I don't recognize.

"Every time you block my number I'll just get a new number."

My breath hitched in my throat. I can't breath. Why would they change their number just to bully me more. Another one came in.

"If you block my number again I'll give your number to all One Direction fans that hate you."

I didn't do anything. I put my phone on silent then headed upstairs. I changed then got in bed with Niall. I snuggled up to his side and fell asleep within seconds.