limerence | afi [DISCONTINUED]

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CHAPTER THREE:

"I've got the outline all done, babe. I just got to add the details," he gently pats my stomach, "You're doing great for your first time."

"Thank you," I smile at him.

"Do you want a cup of water? We can take a break," offers Ashton.

"A cup of water sounds great right now," I exhale.

"Mike, you mind getting her a cup of water in the front?" Ashton asks.

"Why can't you get it? You're a bum!" Michael rolls his eyes. Ashton purses his lips and widens his eyes at him.

"What? Oh - okay, yeah. I'll be right back," Michael gets up from his spot next to me and walks of of the room, which I noticed Luke and Calum weren't in.

"So, it's just you and I. Alone," Ashton smirks.

"Was that supposed to make me feel intimidated?" I ask.

"No - yes. I mean, on a scale of one to ten out intimidating am I?" he asks.

"I say you're a solid twenty," I laugh.

"A twenty, huh?"

"Uh-huh, but I'm enjoying it," I smile.

"Are you now?"

"Are you just going to keep asking me questions?"

"I don't know; am I?" he bursts out into laughter. I've noticed his laughter is highly contagious and I can't help but join in on it.

I catch my breath and smile, "You have an amazing laugh."

He immediately stops laughing, "No, don't say that. I hate my laugh."

"Well, I love it. It's so contagious."

"Thank you," grins Ashton, "I like your laugh too and your voice. Both are very light."

"Thanks," my eyes light up even more after ever word that comes out of this lovely boy's mouth. He must have left his golden halo at home because he is an angel.

"Here's your water, K!" Michael hands me the plastic cup of water and I graciously down the whole thing.

"Thirsty, much?" Michael asks.

I glance at Ashton then back to Michael, "Yeah, something like that."

"Let's get back to this tattoo. It's almost done," says Ashton. Ashton prepares all the equipment and gets to work. The smaller detailing hurts less than the outline and I'm so thankful for that.

I begin to watch Ashton at work again. I cannot help but admire every piece of him. When I said he compares to a Greek god, I did not over exaggerate in anyway. It's the fact that he doesn't look like any of the guys at school. He has such an edgy and mysterious exterior, but I bet his interior is warm, fuzzy, and cute.

"And you're all done!" Ashton backs away and admires his work. The three other boys come into the room and look closely at the tattoo.

"Shits nice, Ash," Calum pats Ashton on the back.

"It looks great. It's different than your usual work," compliments Michael.

"How was your first tattoo experience?" asks Luke.

"Well, I can't answer that until I see it," I say as Ashton helps me up from the lounge chair. I limp a bit towards the full-length mirror.

I turn to my side and check out the ink at my hipbone. It's not too big or too small. It was different than any other tattoo I've seen.