Disposable Teenagers

Chapter 35: Stay The Night P2

Well, so far we have a wonderful evening. Too brilliant to even describe. No words could match how perfect it was. It has been very romantic but not cheesy - I hope not anyway - as well as being able to share it all with the love of my life. Shannon. She has quite literally saved my life in the past and I want to say thank you, on the other hand, this is also apologising for everything I have done wrong. Basically, this is the start of our beautiful life together. I know moving to Brighton was but I fucked that up. I always do fuck things up. But from now on, it will be better. I will make sure of it. Shannon deserves so much more than me but for some reason she is still with me and I'm extremely grateful. I love her so much it's unreal.

"Lew, why have we pulled up outside a tattoo shop?" Shannon broke the comfortable silence as the vehicle came to an abrupt halt.

"Surprise!" I shouted before the cab driver gave us dirty looks so I quickly paid him and the pair of us hopped out of the car.

"What?" She questioned, "you're not making any sense." Knitting her eyebrows together, a confused expression formed on her little face.

"We are getting tattoos silly" I flicked my hair so it would neatly fall around my eyes so I could see. Beaming her beautiful smile of hers which could light up the night sky, she acted like an excited kid on Christmas Day.

"Oh my God, really?!?! You know how much I want a tattoo!" She practically screamed. I do know how bad she wanted one as we ALWAYS talk about which ones we want and where. I have had this appointment booking for months now and it has been extremely difficult to keep it from her. Especially because I am very excited for getting mine too. With it being our first tattoos, I wanted it to be special so I have previously designed the art myself. I hope she likes it. I mean, it will be on her forever and forever.

Shannon POV:

I could not believe it, I was finally getting a tattoo. I have always wanted one, ever since I was little. Apparently, when I was younger, I used to constantly draw things up my arms, saying they are tattoos. Yeah, I was a strange kid... Probably still am.

"So what we getting?" I asked Lewis who was stood smiling into the distance.

"Wait and see darling." I love it when he calls me pet names. It's so cute... Just like him.

"Oohh exciting" I squeezed his hand slightly in anticipation.

After not too much waiting, we were taken into the tattooist bit where we were greeted by our guy who was going to do our art. He was bald with a small black beard - this made his head look like it was on upside down - full sleeves and several piercings including his stretched ears. They were a lot bigger than Lewis's but he has only just started to stretch his.

"Soo...yo must be er... Shannon" the tattooist started, "Yo, I'm Big Dave, I'll be doin' your 'rt today. Lewis has told me a lot about you"

"Oh gosh, all good I hope" I awkwardly chuckled.

"Yeah"

"And all true" Lewis winked at me due to his comment.

"Yo Lewis, yo still have the designs right?"

"I gave them to Scotty last time I was in"

"Okay" he got up and waddled to the door". There is no surprise really about why he is called 'Big Dave'. He was a rather large fellow to say the very least!

"You are going to love it" Lewis whispered to me before planting a soft kiss on my red cheek. I really don't like surprises but I was actually looking forward to this one but at the same time was was rather anxious. What if I don't like it? Would I have the heart to tell him that?

Big Dave strutted back in with the outlines that would be placed on our skin.

"Yo Shannon, 'ere are the designs which Lewis created. Good eh?"

"I love them" I exclaimed which gained a few chuckles from a few people in the shop.

It was two tattoos, one for me and one for Lewis. They were both yellow Pac-men, Mr and Mrs and they had dots in front of them which lead them to each other. I will have Mrs on my left wrist and Lewis will have Mr on his right so they join up when we hold hands. The tattoo itself was rather romantic in my eyes. Not the stereotypical shit that almost very couple does.

It was perfect.

"I always though' that matching tats were adorable" Dave spoke.

"They are. Now, i will always be with you Shannon. Maybe not physically but I will be here. Doesn't matter what you're going through, what's happening, I will always be with you. All you need to do is look down at this. Mr will be out there somewhere thinking about you". He stroked my wrist on top of the tracing.

A tear of happiness filled my blue eye.

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"Right, you're up" Big Dave said to me as Lewis climbed out of the seat. Fuck, I thought, I am never good with needles but I can cope with them. I will have to.

"It's okay baby, you just saw me get mine done. I'll be right here with you" Lew whispered into my ear as I stood up and shuffled to the chair where he was just sat.

Deep breathes Shannon.

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"You did brilliant darling, I'm proud of you" Lewis wiped a stray tear away from my cheek before quickly kissing me.

"It hurt" I whimpered, "but it was worth it."

"It did" he agreed as we walked into our hotel room.

"How did you not show that? I sat there and cried like a fucking baby!"

"Maybe so, but you're my beautiful baby" Lewis grinned and pulled me into a hug after we removed our shoes and jackets. The strong yet not overpowering smell of Lewis's cologne made me feel warm and safe.

These are the arms where I belonged in. The only place I belonged but I don't care. As long as I'm with Lewis it will be okay.

Pulling away and pushing me up against the wall, his face was only inches from mine and the warmth of his breath lit me up like a candle. A rush of heat started in my chest and slowly spread throughout my body, reaching every last limb. Lewis leaned forward slowly, his hand carefully brushing loose strands of hair out of my face and in an instant, his lips were on mine. They were rough and smooth. They were perfect. My heart swelled. His breathing was deep and loud in my ear. He moaned and so did I. Lewis' lips were like little magnets, attracting and pulling me in. The kisses deepen fast and became more intense as the excitement of everything builds inside of us. As my tongue slipped into his mouth, the minty taste of toothpaste rushed to my senses.

"I love you so much" Lewis muttered between kisses which he trailed up and down my sensitive neck, sucking softly on one part which will surely leave a mark.

"Love you too" I managed to moan before he unzipped my dress letting it fall to the floor.

Releasing his tie, I smoothly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off him; we kept our mouths connected the whole time. I couldn't help but giggle as he fiddled with my bra.

"What the fuck is this?" Lewis laughed embarrassingly. "Some medieval contraption?"

"Yup" I laughed as I took over and unclasped it before kissing him again. Pushing his trousers off, we climbed into bed and... You know...

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A/N:

The tattoos they got is based off the image at the side XD