Restrain Me #WATTYS2019

-baddest- pt2

October 13, 2007

Harry was almost finished with the tattoo, Sloan and Brandon smiled wide at me as they watched the words being etched into my skin before them.

"Go get Colson, please?" I locked eyes with Brandon, who smirked as he pressed a kiss to Sloan's cheek and left the room.

"I can't believe you're doing this." She breathed as I gripped her hand tightly as the last sting hit a little harder. "This is his name on your body. Forever." I chuckled slightly as Harry wiped the ink as he rolled his stool away.

"Done, here's a mirror love." I giggled softly as I looked at the perfectly tatted skin, my whole body shivering as the door opened slightly. I pulled my shirt back down just as Colson entered.

"That didn't take long." Colson smirked as he came over to me, pressing a kiss to my lips softly. "Where's it at?" Sloan, Harry, and I all laughed softly as I sat up, patting the spot beside me as Colson cocked his eyebrow up, sitting slowly. I chuckled again as I moved to face him.

"Okay, I'm going to show you, don't freak on me. Okay?" He smirked slightly, the confusion on his face making my worry as I pulled my shirt up slowly, showing the fresh ink on the bottom of my breast.

kells laid in perfect red ink, Colsons eyes found the ink, widening as his mouth fell open.

"Holy fuck dude!" A huge smile formed on his face as he kept looking from the ink, to my eyes. "That's my name!" He pointed as I giggled softly nodding to him. "You tatted my name-" He paused as Brandon and Mack came into the room. "-on your titty!" The joy and pride on his face made me feel even better about my choice.

"I did Wild Boy." His eyes lit up as he stood up, jumping around as he pulled me up, showing my new tattoo to everyone he could find in the house.

"Bro I've got the baddest bitch in the world!" He screamed as he spun me around in his arms. Moments like these made me happiest with him, seeing him so happy and proud. Brandon came back into view, a notebook in his hands as he and Colson had some kind of secret conversation in their heads as Colson took the notebook and turned me around, using my back as a table.

"Uh, yeah this is fine." I mumbled as Brandon chuckled softly. Colson scribbled into the notebook for too long, my back hurting from the angle I had been standing in.

"Kelly! Are you getting one too, or can I go back home?" Harry asked from the other room making us all laugh as he took off to the room, notebook in hand. I shook my head as Brandon and I followed him back into the room.

"You do understand you have that hood rats name on your tit for the rest of your life right?" Mack chuckled as Colson flicked him off, telling Harry exactly what he wanted done.

"Yes Mack, I do." I grinned as I plopped down next to Colson as Harry got the ink ready.

"You two are something else." Mack shook his head as he walked back into the rest of the house. Colson continued writing like a mad man as Harry tattooed the words "Almost Famous" on his waist line.

"So you only finna get tattoos for this fucker, or ya gonna get other ones too?" Brandon asked, breaking the silence. I stopped playing with Colson's hair- something I tended to do when I dazed off.

"I'll get more sure, but I get what pops into my head. Never think too much I guess." I answered as Sloan and Brandon nodded. We all went quiet again as Harry finished.

"All done kid." He spoke as he wiped it clean and moved away. Colson must have just finished his writing as he closed the book and smiled.

"Perfect bud, thanks." Colson pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to Harry who accepted it gratefully. He stood, not bothering to put his shirt back on and grabbed my hand, pulling me through Mack's large home into a room with musical instruments everywhere. "I wrote a song." His wide eyes and full smile made me grin back as he grabbed one of the many guitars and sat in the center of the floor. The others finally joined, both with smiles as they sat on the couch beside the door. I plopped down in front of Colson as he smiled again, strumming softly as he bobbed his head.