Okay so I am really sorry for not uploading for sooo long but I have been just so busy with my school and all the work and assignments and I was lagging (still am, a little). So yea, I am gonna try to update as soon as I can but it might not be weekly. I am so sorry!! I hope you all still read and this book.
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"Zayn! Me mate" ed exclaimed as Zayn entered the tattoo shop. While ed was all gleaming Zayn just nodded in his direction.
He hung his coat and washed his hands. He finally turned to Ed and made his way to where Ed was sitting.
"So this is gonna be the busiest day here, I am telling ya!" Ed rambled as he bent down searching for zayn's schedule list. He let out a satisfied sigh when he found what he was looking for and handed it to Zayn with an apologetic smile, due to the messy curves and turns that decorated the sheet (wait! this was too poetic wasn't it?).
Zayn just gave a nod, reading down the list while biting his bottom lip.
He got up after 5 minutes of sitting there and was just about to exit the main entrance, and go to his office, or as Zayn liked to call it his hub, but the voice of his ginger-headed friend stopped him.
"Also you got 2 letters mate! Quite weird, coz your Mail doesn't really come here- wait, did you give this place as your address? What happened to your flat? Huh? You got kicked out! I knew-
"Shut the fuck up" Zayn whined while making his way across the room only to snatch the parcels, or rather letters, from Ed's hands.
Zayn looked at the letters with a frown on his face.
"Later Sheeran!" Zayn dismissed Ed just before disappearing into his hub. He threw the letters into the corner of the room, on a table. And started preparing the tools for making tattoos.
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The clock says that it's 7 in the evening when Zayn looks at it, he quickly finishes cleaning the tattoo gun and rests it on the side table. He then takes a deep sigh and sits on his chair, where hasn't been able to sit since morning.
The day was busy, but Zayn couldn't concentrate. Partly because his eyes were drifting to the corner of the room where the letters were and partly because maybe he had to visit his mother today.
To say that Zayn is tired would be an understatement. He did over 50 tattoos, tiring. His eyes then decided to fleet over to the corner of the room, again where the letters are situated. He pondered opening them for a minute, still sitting there biting down on his own lips.
He ends up shoving the letters in his messenger bag that he carries with himself almost everywhere. Zayn then made his way out of the room to the main lobby of the tattoo parlor, where he sees a tired Ed responding to some emails.
Zayn takes a quick breath, trying to calm himself, and makes his way to the ed, sitting down in front of him when he is near enough.
"Hey mate," Zayn says awkwardly, fiddling with the strap slung over his shoulder. Ed looked up, raising his ginger eyebrows at Zayn.
"Yeah?" he asked and looked in the screen again, typing rapidly.
"Uh, the letters I got today... I kinda wanted to talk about that. Are you free right now?" Zayn asked awkwardly and awfully slow, clearing his throat a bit in between.
"Ed raised his eyebrows again, his eyes not fleeting up from the screen.
"Uh... these letters, I got them from my university," Zayn started fiddling with the flap of the letter. But stopping when the sound of typing stopped. He looked up to see Ed staring at him with no expression.
"Did you get in?" Ed asked crossing his fingers and resting his chin on them, still looking at zayn.
"Uh... I don't know." Zayn said, feeling stupid.
"Then open it, come on" Ed encouraged. Zayn shook his head while biting on his lip and looking down.
"I, uh, wanted you to see it, actually," Zayn said, looking expectantly at Ed.
Ed had a kind of amused glint in his eyes and his lips stretched into a genuine smile as he rubbed his hands together. "Well then, better get on with it," Ed said.
Zayn just nodded at Ed and stretched his hand out to give him the letter but before Ed could reach the letter, zayn's hand flicked a little high, not allowing Ed to catch it.
Ed raised his eyebrows at him asking what the fuck is on with you, silently.
"But not now. Text me the, uhh, the result at 12 am, exactly. Ok? And don't open the letter right now." Zayn instructed, his voice getting sterner, going back to being himself, by the second.
Ed nodded and didn't ask any questions, knowing it was no use since Zayn wouldn't answer.
Zayn mumbled a thanks mate and got up, giving Ed a small smile which if Ed didn't see Zayn every day wouldn't notice that it was a smile.
Ed smiled back his toothy smile at him making Zayn chuckle and shaking his head while taking his leather jacket off the hook. He flicked a hand at Ed and said a later Sheeran which made Ed smile because Zayn had been saying 'later Sheeran for about 2 years since he had been working here.
Ed got back to his work, placing the letters to a Sid, thinking to keep them, positively, in his bag before leaving.
Soon the letters were the last thing Ed thought whereas it was the only thing that centered Zayn's mind because, let's just say, that getting into the university was the most important thing for him.
Why? Which?
The University of Toronto.
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"Behave," Doris whispered in laine's ear as they were about to reach the Lancaster's. "Don't argue with anyone and don't indulge in the conversation unless it is directed to you. got it?" Dorsi continued, still whispering, waiting for laine to respond only to be responded with a silent laine looking at the window, not even fazed.
"Answer me" she sneered, squeezing laine's hand quite roughly but laine didn't even seem to shift her eyes from the window instead she dug her long nails into Doris's hands, making her hiss.
"What happened, mi amor?" asked a gravelly voice from Doris's side.
"Nothing daddy, she must have caught her ring in her dress again." Laine smiled innocently at Arthur while squeezing Doris's hand more.
"Right mum?" Laine smiled innocently at her mom, while blinking at her with wide eyes.
So Doris just pursed her lips and nodded at Arthur because she knew. She knew that Arthur would grant his princesses every wish she had.
And let's just say that Doris was going to regret lying to Arthur soon.
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I am so sorry for that cliffhanger! But hey.. you will get to know soon haha.
Tell me if you liked the chapter or if you didn't x.