Dream // irwin

Tattoo

I quickly got up, fumbling with my clothes. After I finished pulling on my t-shirt, Ashton began to move around.

"Hey, oh." He says when he suddenly realized he was most likely naked.

"Did we really?" I ask surprised. He slowly nodded, gulping really loudly.

"Oh-" He cut me off.

"I know." He says. "Oh-"

I then cut him off, "Please don't cuss."

He slowly nodded and asked, "Do you think anyone heard?"

I gulped looking around my room, inconspicuously. "No, well, my walls are kind of thin." I slowly sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"You're acting like you really didn't want to do this." He slowly says.

"No, I'm okay with it, it's just, I'm not even sure." I sighed again.

Then Ashton slowly said, "So, I should probably get dressed."

-

I slowly walked upstairs with Ash trailing behind me. I held a finger over my lips saying to be quiet. I carefully opened the door, and tried to quietly leave. I nearly had picked up my jacket off the hook, when I heard my name being called.

"Brighton? Is that you?" My Mom's voice called. "What was all that noise downstairs an hour ago?"

I mentally slapped myself knowing she had heard us.

"Um, it was nothing." I lied, reaching out for my jacket.

"Oh, okay, oh, Ashton." She cautiously said walking into the room and seeing me trying to leave.

"Um, we were just leaving." I awkwardly shifted, sliding on the jacket, and gripping Ashton's hand, then leaving.

-

"A tattoo? You want a tattoo?" Ashton asked me as we walked past a tattoo shop at the mall.

(A/N: Idk I have one at my mall...)

"Yes." I smiled glancing back over my shoulder at the shop.

"Of what?" He grinned seeing my smile.

"It's a surprise." I smirked.

"Oh my god, okay." He laughed, and we walked back into the shop.

"Hi, would you like a piercing or a tattoo?" The woman at the desk asked.

"A tattoo." I smiled at her.

"Okay, of what?" She spoke, the several tattoos on her arm moving as she typed into the computer, slightly glancing up at us.

"Um, can I say what it is later?" I questioned.

"No, I need to know now." She sighed.

"Oh, um okay." I glanced over at Ashton. "I would like an infinity sign on my left wrist." I looked over and saw Ashton smile at me.

"In which colour? Also, would you like anything else?" The woman asked continuing to type at her computer.

"In black, and I think that's it." I smiled at her, and she stopped typing, then disappeared for a moment.

"Wait, won't your parents notice the tattoo?" Ashton asked, gripping my pinky with his pinky finger.

"I'm 19, I believe I'm fine." I smiled at him.

Just then the woman came back, then said, "Okay, what is your name? Also, it'll be a moment." I nodded, then told her my name, and then Ash and I sat in the chairs near the front of the shop.

"I love your eyes, have I ever told you before?" He smiled at me, protectively wrapping his arm around my body.

"Not that I know of." I said, my cheeks heating up a little bit.

"Well your eyes are very pretty, like you." He giggled, I love his laugh, I swear, it's one of the best things I've ever heard.

"Thank-you, and you're eyes are quite nice too." I grinned, kissing his nose.

"Brighton Edwards." A tattoo artist called my name. Ashton and I stood up and followed them towards the back of the room where they had several chairs with people in them, and one empty chair. The tattoo artist, who's name I had just read was Matt, pointed to the empty chair, and I sat down, next to a girl with brunette hair, holding a cloth to her lip, and had her arm on the table and she was leaned against it, facing the other way, and a guy who's face was covered.

"Okay, uh, Brighton." Matt said reading my name off a sheet of paper.

"Brighton?" The girl next to us turned around and I then realise it was Elle.

"Elle?" I laughed, seeing it was infact her. "What are you doing here?" I laughed again.

"Getting a lip piercing, duh. Why are you here?" She laughed, not once moving the cloth from her lip.

"Getting a tattoo." I grinned, pointing to Matt who was cleaning my wrist with something now. Wow, I don't pay attention much.

"Ashton?" I heard Luke ask. Well I guess Luke is here too.

"Luke." Ashton laughed, sitting on a chair next to one Luke had pulled up next to Elle.

"Wow, meet up." Elle said, causing us all to laugh.

"So what are you getting a tattoo of?" Luke asked me.

"An infinity on my left wrist." I answered.

"Typical." Elle laughed.

"Oh." Matt said, stopping us from laughing, he had moved my bracelets revealing fresh cuts.

"Brighton." Ashton whispered, grabbing my right hand and kissing my knuckles.

"What?" Elle asked, rather confused. "Why?"

"Nevermind." I said, turning away from them.

"No, don't say Nevermind, there is no nevermind here, well, except for the Nirvana album, but besides that! Why?" Elle gasped.

"Becuase Elle, I was numb, okay? I needed to feel someth-"

"No! Brighton, that's not a reason to!"

"Elle, stop." Luke said.

"Okay! Why? That's all I want to know, why?" Elle sighed.

"Elle, stop, she said her reason. Now stop." Ashton sighed, pulling me into his chest as Matt searched for other supplies to tattoo my wrist.

"I'm sorry, Brigh." Elle says hugging me.

-

I watched as Matt bandages up my wrist from the tattoo so it won't get infected. "So it should be around four hours for the bandage to be safe to take off, have a good day." Matt explained.

"Okay, thank-you!" I said to him, grabbing Ashton's hand with my right hand, then my phone with my other hand.

"We should go do something else." Ashton says lightly bumping into me as we left the store, Elle and Luke following behind, with Elle now holding a paper towel to her lip. "We have a show tonight, do you want to go?"

"Yes! I haven't been to one of your showers in ages." I laughed, bumping into him in a joking way, as we walked out of the mall.

Ok only took me seven years to write this chapter. Ok then.

Also, I have a surprise coming up in the story so yeh.

Bye?