Previously known as The Accident
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She is beautiful. So fucking beautiful. She is a star and I would become an astronomer for her and I would study for the rest of my life and I would bleed, sweat and cry day and night just so I can underst...
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I press my lips to his cheek, pulling back to see him slowly waking up. A kiss on his other cheek. Then his forehead. Top of his nose.
Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.
My lips finally meet his. I leave a quick peck on his lips pulling back to see a sleepy smile take over his face. "Do you have a hangover?" I ask him as I play with his outgrown hair. I swear last night I drank my entire body weight and so did Luke.
He nods, sitting up suddenly. "My ribs hurt," I say sitting up and he starts laughing. "My hip and wrist hurt."
"You just trying to one-up me." I roll my eyes as he moves his wrist in pain. I catch sight of a patch on his wrist that looks like it's covered in Saran Wrap. "What's that?" I question, looking up at him. He looks at his wrist just as confused as I am. He removes the patch and I look at a brand-new tattoo.
"Holy shit!" He yells looking at the beautiful flowers that form the shape of a neda tattoo on his wrist. "I was going to get a neda tattoo but not this soon!" He gets off the bed while he freaks out.
He slowly pulls his pants down and I cover my eyes. "Why are you covering your eyes?" He exclaims as he makes his way to the full-length mirror in his room. "Holy shit!" He shouts again and I laugh as I slowly remove my hands from my eyes.
I get off the bed and make my way to him. "What is it?" I question, looking at the tattoo that sits right by his hip bone and also just by his V.
"It's the constellation for July." His smile just grows as he shows it off. My heart beats wildly and my eyes automatically get watery. The July constellation is not detailed but right beside is a small heart.
"Do you like it?" His question is soft. "I mean you better since this shit is permanent."
I love it. I love him.
His eyes remain happy. He loves the tattoo too. "I love it," I smile at him happily.
"Okay since you're also in pain, what's your tattoo?" He asks, pulling his pants back up before turning to face me. But before I can lift my shirt to look at my ribs he runs over to his nightstand to grab his glasses. "Now I can see properly."
I lift my shirt and remove the Saran Wrap to reveal the outline of a lightsaber just below my boob. "Oh my god!" I shout out looking at the little tattoo. "You did this to me!" I yell, taking a closer look at the tattoo. Luke bursts out laughing as he looks at the tattoo. It isn't a bad tattoo it's just...something. "Oh my God!" I shout again.
I look over to Luke to see him trying to hold himself up against the wall as he laughs. He finally looks up at me and I realize actual tears are falling from his eyes. "Where's my phone? I need a photo of this!" He laughs, running out of the room. "You're not taking a photo of my tits!" I shout, following behind him to see a tattoo machine and messed ink all over his coffee table and rug. There is also a post-it note with the same heart as Luke's tattoo. "We tattooed each other!" I shout out, picking up the post-it note.
