"Damn!" You hear you boyfriend, Calum cuss loudly.
You jump up from your deep sleep. You realize that you have been sleeping for the whole entire show.
"Is everything ok Calum?" You asked. The words barley coming out of your mouth.
"What?" He whirls around So he can see you.
"Is everything ok Calum? You sound upset." You asked running your hands through your messy hair.
"Nothing just...." he covers his face in his hands, "It wasn't a good show."
He takes of his sweaty t-shirt, revealing his chest almost covered in ink.
"Why was it a bad-" You start.
"It was just a bad show ok!" He hissed.
You put your hands to your chest. Calum never yelled at you. Unless you two we're in a fight.
He sighs, "Sorry, I'm just upset."
"I see." You shrugged.
"Come here babygirl." He held out his arms.
You walk over to him as he takes you into a tight embrace, making it almost impossible for you to breathe.
You wrap your legs around his waist as he takes you over to the couch you were laying on. He falls backwards onto the couch, making both of you laugh.
"I love you Cal." You peck his lips, making him smile.
"I love you too, princess." He closes his eyes and wraps his muscular arms around your body.
You trace the tattoos that make a road down his arms. You stop at one tattoo, "What's this one?" You point to the tattoo. Two conjoined hearts beautifully traced in ink.
He opens his eyes and examines the tattoo, "oh that one. I got that one the day we met."
Your eyes widen for a second, "Me?"
"Yes you. Your important in my life. Why wouldn't I get a tattoo dedicated to our love." He smiled.
"I never knew you had that tattoo." You kiss his wrist where the tattoo was.
"What's that one?" You questioned pointing to a pair of lips with the tongue sticking out.
"I got that one after I took you to The Rolling Stones concert months ago." He explained, "You See Y/N. Each tattoo I get represents an important part of my life. Like getting a tattoo to represent how you met the most beautiful woman on the planet or having that first kiss." He points to another tattoo of a female and a male kissing.
"So you have 3 tattoos that represent me and never told me?" You raised an eyebrow.
"Make that four." He pointed to a small tattoo that had your name in a heart.
"When did you get that one." You asked.
"A few weeks ago on Valentine's Day." He said rubbing the tattoo.
"But you never told me?" You asked.
"I was waiting for you to notice." He smirked and winked at you.
You laid on his chest for a couple of minutes. Tracing each tattoo on his chest. You stop at one that says MMXII, "What's this one?"
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5SOS IMAGINES
Fiksi PenggemarA collection of imagines about an Australian band called 5 seconds of summer