You get a piercing- Michael

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After begging Michael for a long time, he finally agreed to let me get an eyebrow bar to match his. Ever since we were little, I always admired Michael and he was always my role model, I wanted to grow and be just like him. Which he was honored as I told him this everyday.

Michael and I aren't just close, but we're twins, so we have a special connection that nobody quiet understands, and no one has to. We don't ever go anywhere without the other- including tour, I always go with and take pictures behind the scenes.

When our mom passed, she was the only family we had, so Michael somehow convinced Child Services to give him full custody, at 17 years old. He had a really good income, and he was responsible despite his goofy personality.

We arrived at the mall, snapping me out of my thoughts. Michael smiled in the driver's seat.

"You ready?"

"Yep, finally we'll be even more alike." He chuckled.

We exited the car and walked into the mall heading to Claire's. Michael said they were super punk rock there, so he felt safer having them do it rather than a random person in a tattoo parlor.

We walked into the store, and an employee approached us, I could tell she was a fan of Michael's band as she looked like she was catching her breath.

"Hi, how can I help you?" She asked, almost out of breath.

"My twin is wanting to get an eyebrow bar, can you do that for her?" He asked kindly. The employee nodded and got everything set up.

Michael signed paper work and got his phone out to record the moment I had been longing for for a long time.

The gun going into my eyebrow, and quickly pulling out. It didn't hurt as bad as I expected. I smiled, knowing that now I looked more like Michael, and maybe Ashton and Luke would consider me punk rock now, too.

Once everything was cleaned up, the employee told me how to clean it, and how to prevent the hole from closing up. I smiled as I listened carefully to her instructions.  We walked out of the store and headed towards Hot Topic, so Michael and I can get new bars.

Michael settled on a lilac one with silver stones on each side, and I chose a light blue one that had the same stones as Michael's.

We walked out of the mall and headed towards Michael's car. Surprised that there were no fans there to harass us today.

"Thank you, Michael, for letting me get the piercing."

"Of course, you're 17, that's a reasonable age to get a piercing."

I smiled as we drove home, looking at the piercing in the mirror. The ride home was comfortable, very quiet and calm. Michael humming to whatever song was playing on the radio, and I couldn't stop the smile from spreading on my face. Everything felt right.

Once we got home, and Michael parked in the garage, we walked into the house and went up to Michael's room. He was trailing behind me with his phone in hand.

"Hey, you wouldn't mind if the boys come over, would you?"

"Not at all. I adore them, even if they're super weird." I giggled.

"I know you adore Luke a bit more than the other two." He smirked.

I felt heat spread to my cheeks, I did have a slight crush on Luke, but I wasn't planning on doing anything about it. If I got with Luke, things would be tense between him and my brother, as Michael is protective of me, and if something bad happened and we broke up, it could ruin the band.

Before I knew it, the front door burst open as I heard Ashton's girly giggle, and heavy footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Clifford twins, where are you?" Luke called, eventually walking into the room. Calum and Ashton following behind.

"There's my favorite twins." Ashton giggled.

"Anyone notice anything different about me?"

"Your boobs got bigger?" Calum joked.

"We do not joke about that, Calum." Michael said firmly, as if he was gonna attack Calum. I rolled my eyes.

"Wrong Calum, I got an eyebrow bar like Mikey." I smiled.

The three boys huddled around me to look at my bar, I couldn't stop smiling.

"It looks really good, Y/N." Ashton and Calum said at the same time.

Luke just stood there, jaw dropped.

"Wow, that looks really good on you." Luke said shyly.

"Thank you, Lucas."

"Oh my god Lucas isn't my name!"

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