Broken

Chap. 8

Kat POV

I was nevous as hell as I sat in the chair waiting for the man to finish. My right leg was currently bouncing up and down from the anxiety. I was trying to think of something else to take my mind off of how nervous I was when a hand came down on my knee, stopping the shaking.

"You know you don't have to do this right?" Conner said looking me directly in my eyes. My nerves seemed to calm down a bit as he continued to look at me in that way that I cant explain.

"No i'm fine. I want to do this." I said replying back with a small smile.

"Katherine, your sketch is done. Are you ready to get tatted?" The guy that was doing my tattoo came over and showed me the design I wanted. 

The nerves where back as I realized this was it. I was about to get my very first tattoo as an adult with a hot guy here with me.

"That's perfect. Oh my god, I love it" I said with a smile as I saw the way he did Anna's name with the best design I've ever seen. He told me to follow him to the back so he can put the stencil on and begin the tattoo. I peeked over my shoulder, expecting Conner to still be seated on the chair where I left him but he was following us into the room.

"I'm not gonna let you get your first tattoo on your own. I at least want to see your face when the needle goes into your wrist." My mouth dropped open with a pop as I realized what he said. 

"Calm down Katherine, I'm joking" He said after he seen my face but from the smirk he had, I could tell he still wanted to see my face so I did the only thing i could think of at a time like this. I stuck my middle finger up at him and turnedback around to walk into the room and sit on the chair.

"I'd be happy to" I heard him from behind me which cause me to roll my eyes and shake my head alittle.

"Alright Katty Kat, I'm just going to put this paper on your wrist and let it sit for a few seconds. After that, I'm gonna take it off and begin, ok?" The tattooist said while putting the paper on my wrist.

"You picked the perfect spot for your first tattoo, on the inner wrist. Especially for this type of design you wanted. It will no doubt look perfect when i'm done with it. Now i'm just gonna do a small enough line to give you an idea of how it will feel." As soon as he finished the end of his sentence, he just went straight on with that line, not giving me any time to respond or protest.

"Thats not bad, I can take it" I said to him and let him continue on with his work.

**30 minutes later**

Alright Katherine, your all done." I opened my eyes and looked down at my wrist. He was right about it being placed and done perfectly. It looked amazing. I got up from the chair and walked over to the mirror. When I put my arm down by my sides and turning my wrist so I can see the tattoo, I just started to laugh. For some reason it felt like after all of these months of feeling like crap, I was happy. 

"Its beautiful, like you" Conner said coming up behind me and looking at the tattoo then my face from in the mirror. I lowered my head to cover my smile. Internally, I was cheering like a mad woman.

"Thank you, and thanks for coming with me" I replied meeting his eyes in the mirror. He wrapped his arm around my waist and  slowly turned me around to face him.

"Beautiful" He whispered before his soft lips were on mine. This wasn/t like our first kiss in my kitchen. It was slow and sweet. We pulled apart after a few seconds and rested our forheads against one another.  It wasnt until we heard someone clear there throat when we realized we were just kissing in the middle of the tattoo shop room. I peeped over Conner's shoulder and hid my smile as the tattooist stood against the wall waiting for us.