I Don't Care If It Will Break My Heart.

Don't Fear The Needle.

A few days had passed since Liv, Rosie, and I went through all my things. This caused me to think about my life and how I was living it now. I hated who I am now and everything about me, especially my blonde hair. So I changed it.

I went back to the black and started wearing my dark clothes again. I like it more. It is who I am. Olivia was happy to see me do it.

 I shifted uneasily as Kuza and I walked into the tattoo/piercing parlor. He decided to stay a little longer and spend time with me.

"I don't know about this," I said.

He laughed. "It won't hurt that bad."

"How do you know?" I asked, causing him to raise an eyebrow, as someone came up to us. I bent forward and played with my shoe.

"How can I help you guys?" He asked. Why is it that people at piercing parlors always have eight-million piercings and like 12" stretched lobes?

"She wants to get her angel bites redone," Kuza said as I tied my shoe.

"Okay," the huge lobed guy said. I stood straight up and scratched my forearm, my nervous tick. Kuza grabbed my hand and laced his fingers with mine.

I don't know why I was so nervous. I had gotten them done before and it didn't hurt.

We followed the man to the back part of the parlor and he made me sit on a long bench thing.

"You've gotten them done before?" He asked as he started to pull out things from a drawer.

"Yeah," I said, nerves evident. Kuza never let go of my hand.

Lobes made me lay back, and he talked me through it, saying that it wouldn't hurt and he'd tell me before he stabbed me with a needle. Before I knew it, he stepped back and told me I was done.

I sat up and looked in the mirror next to the bench. I smiled slightly as he told me how to clean them and all that, like I didn't already know.

After paying, Kuza and I left and went back to my house, our fingers still intertwined.

It was nice. I don't think I would ever have feelings for Kuza in a relationship way, but I did love him a lot and he was always there for me. Plus, I couldn't help the slight butterflies I got when he pulled me close to him, his arm in front of mine as almost a form of protection.

We got back to my place and decided to watch a movie. Olivia was in San Antonio, visiting her family, so it was nice not being alone.

Kuza put Halloween on and I snuggled up next to him, causing him to smile.

I had my head buried behind his shoulder into the couch and he was laughing.

"You can look now, it's over," he said. I looked up slightly, seeing he was telling the truth. I shifted slightly, moving my head from behind his shoulder and looked at him. He looked back at me and I noticed that our lips were only a few inches away from each other. I found myself glancing down at them every so often. They looked so kissable.

We started getting closer and soon millimeters were separating us. He smirked slightly and our lips crashed against each other. It was soft, and sweet. His lips were tender and he wasn't aggressive. It wasn't like kissing Chris, but that doesn't mean it wasn't good.  I even found myself kissing him back.

That's when I realized what I was doing and pulled back. "Kuza, I don't think we shou-"

"I know," he said, taking a deep breath. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I kissed you too," I said. He grinned slightly and nodded, then pulled me into a hug.

"It won't happen again Kari," he said softly before planting a kiss on my cheek.

I bit my lip. I didn't say I didn't like it, I thought to myself.

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