michael;
next day
was i seeing liam today? hah, no. it was the weekend and i didn't feel like seeing anyone.. except for calum that is.
calum was a tattoo artist who worked near me. for the longest time i had wished for a tattoo. my parents never accepted until last night.
i practically begged them.
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i walked in the tattoo shop, my eyes wandering around as i saw a big amount of different signs and posters.
"mikey!" i heard someone call my name and i was brought back to reality.
i smiled once seeing calum, running over to him and giving him a big hug.
"hi cally." i said happily, then pulling back.
"what are you doing here?" he asked.
"i'm here to get a tattoo." i answered, confident.
"so your parents finally let you, huh?" he raised a brow.
"yeah, i begged them." i giggled, hearing calum chuckle.
he motioned me to a leather seat and i nodded, sitting down.
"school started for you a couple days ago, yeah?" he asked and i nodded.
"meet anyone i should know about?" he looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
i looked away and blushed. "m-maybe.."
"tell me who!!" he shouted.
"alright, jeez. his name is liam hemmings and i certainly know he has a thing for me." i said, watching as calum got his ink and other things.
"ooh, interesting. so are you getting the tattoo for him?" he questioned.
"ya know, i never thought about that but even if i did.. what would i get and where would i put it?" i started to mentally freak.
"i have just the thing." calum said which made me sigh in relief.
"you should get a moon in pink, right next to your hip bone." he suggested and i nodded.
to me, it sounded quite dirty/naughty to get a tattoo there. i bit my lip as i started thinking about how liam would react; i was a bit scared.
"hey, mikey.. calm down, it'll be alright.." he said, slowly pulling down my tight styled sweatpants.
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when calum was done, my lower body hurt. "you're all set munchkin." he said, making me scrunch my nose up.
"i told you to stop calling me that." i said, seeing calum put the plastic over my tattoo before carefully pulling my sweats back up.
"i love how you still wear panties, and in different colors too." he said and i roll my eyes.
but it's true. when i was younger, i was picked on by guys because i wore panties. around that time, i just wore black colored pairs. as i grew up, i had more confidence and went out, buying all different sorts of panties.
"and hey, the tattoo is on the house, building, whatever the fuck this is." calum said.
"hey, no swearing!" someone called from the back. calum rolled his eyes,
"shut the fuck up ashton!" he yelled.
"don't make me come out there and hit your kiwi ass!" ashton yelled and calum was silent.
"anyway, it's on me." he smiled.
"really?" i asked.
"yes now go before i change my mind." he chuckled, making me giggle.
"okay okay. love you cally, love you ash!" i sound loud enough for the both of them to hear.
they said their "love you's" and i smiled, walking out from the tattoo shop.
as i walked, i dug in my bag for my phone, smiling when i got it but making an "oof" noise as i bumped into something. i looked up, nope, it was a someone.
"hi michael." he said and i smiled nervously.
"hi liam."
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a/n:
woo there you go, another chapter. ps i laughed when writing calum and ash's fight.
love you babes!!
