Tattooed Souls P. II

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So the show was done. I had fun, but I couldn't sing along with one song since I knew nothing about Sam.

But right now I was in the tour bus actually. Sam and I talked and got to know each other. We told each other our lives very thoroughly and I enjoyed listening to him. A lot.

"So, you still go to school?" He asked me.

"Yeah," I started. "I go to college. But I can bet it's nothing better than your little life, though."

He chuckled, "I wish I could say 'it's not that great', but mother told me not to lie." I smiled and he returned the kind grin.

"Wilk!" A sudden voice said. He turned around and I got a view of the back of his head.

And that's when I saw it.

He had my name tattooed behind his hear.

I bit my lip. I couldn't be happier right now. My 'soulmate' is extremely handsome, funny and kind. This is perfect!


"Y/N..." We both said our names at the same time and I started laughing. He joined me and he said again, "Can I show you something?"

I furrowed my brows, "Sure."

"Please don't run off when I do, but I just need to show you this."

I slowly nodded in agreement, "You're not going to show your penis, right?"

He widened his eyes and gulped, "No, no." I nodded and he turned his head.

The tattoo.

"Yeah," he said. Did I just say that out loud? "please tell me you have one too."

I gulped. This was so much scarier than I thought.

"Please..." He nearly begged.

I showed him my finger and his hopeless expression turned into a blissful one. "So it's..."

"You." I finished for him.

We stared at each other for a good couple of minutes without exchanging a single word.

There weren't any words needed for what we both felt at that very moment.

It felt... complete.

(Sam's POV)

And from that very moment I just knew faith did good.

She was going to be the one. If it wasn't for Mother Nature, I probably would've hunted her down myself.

She was perfect. All I ever asked for. "Bro," Skate interrupted our pretty intense staring contest and my head shot up.

"What's up?"

"We need to go..." He awkwardly said, but low-key wanting to mention y/n.

"Right," I answered.

He and y/n shook hands, "What's up, I'm Skate." He winked at her and I clenched my jaw.

"Y/N," she smiled back. "you're Sam's best friend?"

"Yeah," he said. "you're Sam's new girlfriend?"

She almost choked on her water, "No... I'm just-"

He gently grabbed her hand and looked at her ring finger. "Samuel." He grinned. "Sorry for being so blunt, I just had to check it."

She laughed and something in my stomach felt weird. "But we need to go, get rid of your pretty girl." He smirked and then turned to walk away.

When I glanced over at her, she smirked, "Your friends are funny."

I clenched my jaw again, "Wow, chill." She laughed.

I pursed my lips and looked at her, "Do I need to get out?" She asked me.

I could tell she got disappointed, but she wouldn't want to show it.

Something absolutely insane of me suddenly said, "Come with me."

"Excuse me?"

"Come with me." I harshly swallowed in wait of her response.

"I- I have school."

"It's weekend. You can borrow my clothes and we're not going very far from California." My hope was slowly upgrading.

I could tell she was doubting the idea, "I won't touch you. I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. And I will make sure no one touches you."

"You're safe here." I carefully said. A little too much now?

"But if you really don't want to stay, I totally understand. I mean we only met a couple of hours ago and-"

"If I say that I'll stay," She interrupted me. "will you shut up?"

I started grinning, "Yes."

"Then I'll stay for the weekend."

My stomach turned and I stood up to hug her tightly, "Amazing!" I said happily.

She laughed and I pulled back, "I'm not going to get killed, right?"

I shook my head, "Of course not." She nodded, "By the way, are you hungry?"

She slowly nodded, "Then let's get something to eat!" I happily grabbed her hand.

Why was I being such a happy dog?

"Aren't you guys going to leave in a second?" She asked, worried that the guys would be angry.

"Whatever," I shook off. "the pretty lady is hungry so we're going out for dinner."

And that was the start of something new.

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