Inevitable

Chapter 24

In about 10 minutes I have brought both mine and Jess's beds to the living room. They are two queens so its pretty damn big. Hopefully enough for four grown boys and I. If there isn't enough room I'll sleep on the couch above the guys. No biggie. I pile all the blankets and pillows we own into the middle of the bed. The guys can figure out what blankets and pillows they want. They'll fight over them anyways. From stretching and leaning, my tattoo burns. I had almost forgot I had it. I try to get my sweater over my head and I can't. It hurts way too bad. I should have had Jess help me before she left. I slump down on to the pile and groan. This is terrible. I hear a bunch of knocking at the door and I'm forced to get up.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

I open the door, my face in a pout and let four smiling boys in.

"Rhennie, what's up with the face?" Calum asks giving me a hug.

I flinch a little when his arm hits the top of my fresh ink. "Ouch." I whine.

"Oh, shit your tattoo! I'm so sorry Rhenn."

"It's okay, I'm glad someone is here. I want my shirt off and I need help, I cant stretch, It hurts too bad.

The four boys just stare at me.

"What?! haven't you ever seen a girl in her bra. I mean seriously you guys. If you want to see my tattoo I have to take my shirt off. Help please."

"Uh ye-yeah sure, I'll help you." Michael offers.

"Thank you Mikey." I smile at him.

"Okay so how do you want to do this?"

"Grab my shirt and lift it over my head but do it from the back so it doesn't touch the skin. It hurts way too damn bad. The three boys are watching us in amusement as we struggle. They are standing in front of me and Michael is in the back gripping the end of my sweater.

"Okay ready?"

"Yes lets just get it over with." I whine.

He slowly pulls it up over me. Careful not to touch the sensitive skin on my back. I help him Pull it off of my head and throw it on the floor.

I deeply breathe out a sigh of relief.

"Wow, Rhennie, That is beautiful work." Micheal says examining the tattoo.

I pull all my hair to the front and Let him check it out.

"Thank you! I'm so in love with it."

We were too busy talking about my tattoo to notice, that I'm still in my bra and skinny jeans. I feel three pairs of eyes staring at me. I look up and they all look away. I giggle to myself and pick up my shirt.

"Hey Mikey?"

He is also now gawking at my chest.

He clears his throat. "Uh, Yeah?"

"Would you mind helping me again."

"Oh, uhm sure." He says timidly as he follows me to my room.

I go to my closet and I throw a Journey band t-shirt out of my closet and a pair of Victoria's Secret Yoga shorts.

"Kay, unclasp my bra."

"W-What?"

"Oh Michael they're just boobs. It's not like you'll see anything. Just un hook it and I'll put on a shirt."

"Oh okay." he mumbles.

His fingers fumble with the band and it finally unhooks and I am free!

"Oh my god, thank you." I sigh.