It hurt. So badly.
I shifted and jerked in the leather chair.
'I said no bigger than a quarter, this feels bigger than a quarter' I whined at Finn.
'Stop moaning Millie it looks fine'
He was clearly amused by my awkwardness.
His voice was tinged with happiness and I knew a lot of it was down to him watching me squirm and cringe as the man drew on my body.
I couldn't tell what he was drawing at all, I thought maybe I'd be able to tell what sort of shape it was by the movement of the machine but all I could feel was blinding pain.
I had seriously underestimated how long tattoos took. I thought for doe,thing small it would be done in ten or so minuets but I had been sat in the chair for nearly an hour before he said he was done.
'Go, GO and admire my work' said George. He looked so smitten dusting off his hands, like he had just done the hardest job in the world.
Finn pulled the shoulder off my sweater further down to get a better look.
He ran his tongue over his teeth and smirked as a sing of approval. His eyes glinted and his face was washed in happiness.
I wandered over to the full length mirror and took a deep breath.
It was ok.
It wording be that bad whatever it was. It was ok.
I stood facing away from the mirror but I craned my neck around to take a look.
On my shoulder was a beautifully sketched light house. Red and blue just like the one from our book. It was even set upon rocks with the odd fleck of water flying around.
Finn stepped into the mirror frame. I turned my body face in so I was watching us both in the mirror.
His arms snaked around my waist pulling me closer.
'The lighthouse represents what each character wants the most in life so, I hope you get the thing you want most in life. I hope you get your very own lighthouse Millie' He whispered in my ear, it was barely audible.
I was speechless. This kind of thing, I had never expected it to happen to me. I felt as though I had been dragged into romantic movie.
'B-but' I considered wether to say it.
'But what if I already have everything I want' I whispered.
'Well, if that's the case then it's just a reminder that you'll have it forever' he breathed against my lips.
Our lips connected. They moved against each other in sync, getting into a rhythm. It was the best kiss we'd had yet. It felt as though we were connected.
It felt as though we were one.
