Chapter 7

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LUKE'S POV:

"Lukeeeee, get uppp!" Calum whined as he shook my shoulders to try too wake me up.

"Why are you in my house?" Was all I felt like saying.

"Just get up, get dressed, get clean we're going out." Michael said from behind Calum.

I got out of bed, got dressed, brushed my teeth and went into my kitchen, where Ashton was sitting, eating an apple. I grabbed a banana and we all walked out to Ashton's car.

Ashton got in the driver's seat, with Michael sitting in the passenger seat, with me and Calum sitting in the back.

"So where are we going?" I asked. I knew we were going to get me to look better but I didn't know how we were going to do that.

"You'll see" Ashton grinned. Oh boy.

When we pulled into the parking lot I figured out we were at a tattoo parlor.

"No way I'm getting a tattoo guys,my mum would kill me!"

"No worries you aren't getting a tattoo." Michael said blankly.

"Hey guys! What can I do for you?" a man with a high-pitched voice asked us.

"This one's getting a lip piercing." Ashton said, putting his hands on my shoulders and shaking me lightly.

I never agreed to that. A lip piercing. I'll bet that hurts more than any ear piercing would. It's your lip. You eat with it and kiss with and do lots of other things with it! Why would you want to put a piece of metal through the middle of it?

"Uh guys I d-" I got cut off by Calum pushing me over to the chair where they pierce you. Fuck I don't want to do this. But what the hell? I have to now, I can't back out.

I shut my eyes really tight and before I knew it I had a black metal ring in the middle of my lip. It hurt like a bitch, but it looked pretty good.

"Dude you look hot!" Ashton yelled.

I huffed as Michael payed for the piercing and walked out to the car. We all got in the same places we were in before. Ashton started driving and Michael and Calum started talking about something random. I just looked out the window and focused on the pain in my lip. It hurt like hell but I had to keep it in. I really did look hot. At least I thought so.

It took us about 10 minutes to get to the next place. We were at the mall. I knew that all 3 of the boys didn't like my wardrobe. I didn't really think it was all that bad but those 3 have been nagging me to change it because it's so... I don't know... just bad I guess.

We went to 4 or 5 different stores, and I bought some black ripped skinny jeans, multiple colors of flannels, plain t-shirts, and merch from bands like nirvana and the misfits. I pretty much got what the rest if them thought I should get, but I had to admit, it was all some pretty good clothes.

We went back to my house and the boys styled my hair up into a quid looking thing. I looked great. We took this opportunity to do this, since it was Friday, and we had it off, so tomorrow I'll be seeing Christina again at detention.

The boys left and I just sat around the house for most of the day, watching tv, eating, and listening to music. I went to bed really early, and I was excited for the Saturday that lie ahead.

I woke up the next morning at about 7:00. I got out if bed and hopped in the shower, which woke me up a bit. I got dressed, brushed my teeth, and today, styled my hair up. I put on a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain black t-shirt and a green flannel. I ran down my stairs and grabbed an apple and ran out the door. It was now 7:40 and I had to be there at 8:00.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 28, 2014 ⏰

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