He continues to stare as the young girl hums quietly, while keeping her eyes locked on the book in her hands. At the sound of his footsteps, she suddenly stops reading only to look up and let out a squeal, one that he found adorable.
Her already ro...
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and in the middle of my chaos, there was you.
THIRTY ONE
SETH
I stare at the finished product, and can't help the small smile that appears on my face.
God I hope she likes it.
Even if she doesn't, there isn't really anything I can do about it, considering it's permanent. I mean, I could cover it up, but I would never, not when it means so much to me.
Not when she means so much to me.
I got a tattoo of her name, just below the butterfly on my chest.
(Bringing this pic back to show you what I mean :) Imagine instead of it saying "Devil", it says "Daisy")
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Doing it myself wasn't hard, considering almost all of my other tattoos were done by me.
Now I just have to show her, and pray she takes me back after this. It's a weak attempt, but it's one i'm willing to try.
And i'm not gonna lie, i've had this tattoo in mind for a while. Our argument just gave me an excuse to actually do it.
My phone ringing interrupts my inner thoughts, and when I see who's calling, I immediately drop what i'm doing and click the green answer button.
She hasn't spoken to me since that night.
"Daisy?"
My breath catches in my throat when I hear her heavy breathing, followed by quiet sobs, and I start to panic.
"What's wrong sweetheart? Are you okay?"
She doesn't say anything until after a few seconds, as i'm already throwing my shirt back on and grabbing my keys. "C-Can you come over, please?"
