A/N: Like Tattoos and shit (no liposuction or anything like that dayum)
Michael:
The sharp pain from the tattoo needle pressing firmly against my ribs was probably the worst pain that I have ever been in.
“I told you that you shouldn’t have got one on your ribs” Michael says firmly holding onto your hand.
“Fuck! It hurts so bad Michael”.
“Yes I know it does but it’ll be worth it,” he says trying to stay positive.
After a Long painful 3 hours your tattoo was complete, and the tattoo artist told you all the things you need to do for the first couple of days considering it was your first tattoo.
“I can’t believe you actually sat through that, I mean it was your first tattoo and it was on your ribs,” the artist says in shock as you pay him at the counter.
“So, wanna get your septum pierced” Michael asks obviously in a very adventurous mood.
“I think that this is enough for today.”
Luke:
"So getting your lip pierced isn't that bad, right?" you ask again for the 5th time.
"Babe it's fine! C'mon how long have you wanted this?" Luke says as you sit down in the waiting room of the piercer.
"I think I first decided I wanted this when I was 12"
"(y/n)" The woman at the desk says calling you up.
"Were ready for you" she says leading you into a room where you sat onto a chair that was quite high up.
You watched as the woman pulled out the rubbing alcohol.
"Can you please lift your lip up so I can sterelize it"
"Sure" you respond politely lifting up your lip. As she rubbed it on she went through the procedure and what she will need to do.
She marked a black dot on where the piercing will be placed and you could feel the nerves running up your throught.
"Are you ready" the woman asks pulling out her sterile needle, you nod ever so slightly, and in under 10 seconds the woman slides the needle through your lip and quickly puts in a small stud.
"Wasn't so bad was it?" Luke says rubbing your leg.
"Ok now you will need to leave the stud in for a month or two so that it can heal" The woman says before sending us out of the room.
"Now were twins" Luke yells making everyone in the waiting room look at us as if we were drunk idiots
Calum:
"Just a couple more hours to go babe it'll be fine"
Calum keeps telling you as the artist starts on your other thigh.
"Calum this hurts so fucking much"
"How much longer"you ask the tattoo artist again.
"About 2 hours, you'll be fine, some people can't do matching thigh pieces all in one go" she says
"I just want to get it over and done with" you answer squeezing onto the side of the chair.
"Wanna hear a story of what happened today?" The artist asks both Calum and I.
"Sure" Calum responds, obviously not wanting to reject her offer.
And so the tattooist began to tell her story "So today there was this huge man that came in and he wanted a half sleeve of tribal, and half way through he just passed out on the ground. Right there" she says laughing and points at the floor.
I couldn't help but laugh. "Now did that take your mind off if the pain a bit." She smiles.
"It actually did." I smile as I look down at my thighs to see that she was almost finished.
And after a hour of more crazy stories of people that have had really stupid things tattooed on themselves, my tattoos were complete.
My legs were still numb so Calum helped my get up off of the chair. She wrapped both the pieces up and told me what I had to do for the first couple of weeks to take care of the tattoo.
"Sorry but what was your name again?" I ask.
"Maya" she says with a smile planted across her face.
"I hope I can see you guys again some time soon" she says shacking both mine and Calum's hands and then walking back to her station.
"I love it" you say for the millionth time.
"I know, see I told you that it would suit you". Calum says pulling you close towards him
Ashton:
"Ok now this is going to hurt" the piercer says as she brings the sterile needle up to your right nostril.
"Tell me when your ready"
"It's okay, just squeeze my hand if it hurts" Ashton says lifting up your hand.
"Ok, go" you say grabbing onto Ashton's hand preparing for the pain And just like that the piercer slid the needle through your nostril and back out again. You squeezed Ashton's hand quite hard, making him jump up a bit. She put a small silver stud into your nose and told you everything you need to do for the next couple of weeks and then sent you off.
"Now was that so bad?" Ashton laughs. "Um yes! But it was worth it" you say laughing at how stupid you must've looked when you were all worried about it.
A/N: I know that Ashton's was short and shit, but i couldn't think of anything
