Jesy’s POV
I’ve picked up Abbie and we are going to get a new tattoo. When we got to the tattoo parlor Abbie said, “I don’t think I should do this.” I replied, “Kitten, it will be fine.” She nodded and we got out of the car. I had to push her inside. My good friend, Leslie, was waiting for us. “Hi Leslie.” I said. She smiled. “Hi Jes.” Leslie said. We sat down in 2 chairs and she asked us what tattoo’s we wanted. “I want a skull on my arm.” I sighed, pulling up my shirt sleeve. “I want Louis Tomlinson on my free wrist.” Abbie said, showing her wrist with no cuts. “Let’s get this over with.” Leslie said.
*3 hours later*
“It wasn’t that bad.” I told Abbie as she got out of the car. “Your right.” She replied. “Wait!” I yelled. “What?” Abbie asked. “Here. Perrie got 5 One Direction tickets and backstage passes for us.” I answered, handing them to her. She squealed, then thanked me. Abbie ran inside happily.
