Harry- Needless to say you were anxious. The only time you’d ever gotten anything pierced was when you were 13 and got two tiny holes in your lobes. But now you wanted more. You wanted your nose pierced with a small stud, and you had wanted it for awhile. But you’d always been so scared to do it. Mainly because your pain tolerance sucked. Nevertheless, you were sat in the cushiony chair, staring up at the tattooed man holding a curved needle only inches from your face. You stomach was a churning mess and Harry was a giggling mess just next to you. You shot him a glance before the man finally knelt forward, pushing the sharp needle through a single nostril.
Zayn- "Babe, are you sure you want this?" In all honesty, Zayn had offered to get you a piercing and you’d always been turned on to the idea to nipple piercings. Even Zayn had enlightened his attraction to them, but he surely never figured you of all people would have gone through with it. Alas, you were. You were sat in a chair, topless while a woman rubbed a cold, wet pad over your nipples. “You can leave if you get queasy, Z.” he scoffed before crossing his legs over one another. “Go on with it then.” he rushed the woman on as she began sterilizing the rather large needle.
Louis- You pinched your eyes shut as a sharp pang shot through your mouth, soon after that the bitter taste of copper slid across your taste buds. Once the taller, much darker in appearance, man stepped back, you wiped the unintentional tears from your cheek. “You crying?” Louis teased. You shook your head, too afraid to talk from the sore touch you now had on your tongue. He laughed before pulling you into his arm span.
Liam- Your fingers wrapped even tighter around Liam’s hand as the woman began tightening the clamp between your bottom lip. You’d been far too nervous about it, and you were shaking miserably. Liam had been nothing but supportive of the idea since you first brought it up to him, now more than even seeing as he was your main anchor to the chair as of now. “Ready?” the woman didn’t even wait for your answer before she pushed the sharp needle through your skin with ease. “That’s it?” you said softly. She nodded her head before placing the ring through the hole. “You’re all done.”
Niall- "You scared?" Niall had been helplessly trying to torment you. You remained with your fearless stature. "Niall… it’s just a needle." you softly began shaking your legs with boredom as you continued to lie on the table just waiting to get yet another hole carefully placed in your body. Once the tattoo artist returned to your side with the needle, you let out a deep breath. He brushed over your belly button with the alcohol pad a few times. You took a deep breath before the man pushed the curved needle through your skin.
