Siblings (an O2L FanFiction)

Faith and Clubs

~Abby~

"What do you want to do today? Anything you want." Kian said and flopped down onto the sofa.

I sat down beside him and cuddled. "I really want a tattoo."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive." I said.

"Okay, let's go." He smiled, standing up and grabbing his keys.

"Wait, like right now?" I asked and ran up to him.

"Yeah, why not? I want some ink done too." Kian smiled. We hopped into his car and drove off.

"What do you want babe?" Kian asked and intertwined his hand in mine.

"Something on my wrist or my hip." I said, rubbing my eye wit my free hand.

"What about you? What do you want?" I asked and looked at Kian.

"I don't know." He said.

"Just promise me that you'll never get a face tattoo." I laughed, turning up the stereo.

He chuckled, "never."

"Good."

We arrived that the tattoo place a couple minutes later. My stomach filled with butterfly's. "You don't have to get anything... If you're too scared."

I laughed nervously, "me scared? That's funny."

He kissed my cheek, "if you're too chicken."

I laughed and looked down at my black vans. He wrapped his arms around me, "you're so cute babe." He said and pecked my lips.

"Hey! Kian!" A man yelled as we walked inside. "Lookin' to he some new ink done?"

Kian smiled, "yeah."

"Who have you got with you?" The man asked.

"This is my girlfriend, Abby Franta." Kian said, smiling as he looked at me.

"You getting a tattoo too?" The tattoo man asked me and I nodded shyly.

"Kian's going first." I blurted and watched Kian sit down in a chair.

"Chicken." Kian teased and stuck his tongue out.

"What do you want man?" Kyle, the tattoo man, asked.

"I don't know. Put it on the sleeve, just surprise me." Kian shrugged and laid out his arm.

The tattoo thing started up and Kian squinted his eyes shut and gritted his teeth. After about 20 minutes of that, his tattoo was done.

"Nice, I like it." Kian smiled at Kyle.

"I like it too babe." I said and looked at his sleeve. I couldn't really tell what it was, but it was nice.

"Okay, what are you getting?" Kyle asked as I sat down.

"I want the word 'faith' on my wrist." I said, "what do you think, Kian?"

He just smiled and nodded. I sighed shakily, "okay, I'm ready."

Kian came over and squatted down beside me then grabbed my hand. I closed my eyes and squeezed Kian's hand as tight as I could.

"And there, we're done." Kyle said and smiled at his work.

I looked at it, "I love it."

The word was written in a loopy hand writing and had a heart over the I. Each letter was spread out and it looked fantastic.