After a delightful (and slightly disturbing) breakfast. The boys wanted to visit all of our favourite places. First up: Tattoo parlour.
For my first tattoo, I got an anchor on the side of my wrist. I got it because one of my best friends got a tattoo of a boat on her hip to cover up her cuts. A short while afterwards...s.she...committed suicide. Getting that tattoo made me feel that I was still connected to her. And that's where my love of tattoos started. Hope got a matching tattoo to mine. But she had had many other tattoos before that. Hope always wanted piercings, tattoos, brightly coloured hair. I loved her originality. Some of my favourite tattoos that she got were a cartoon cat fishing and the forever alone face on her ankle.
So, we made our way to 'colourful creations', the best tattoo parlour in London. We walked into the large red building covered in anime posters and tattoo ideas. The familiar smell of ink slightly burned my nostrils. I looked over to the till and something caught my eye...
A tall, tanned, floppy haired guy was on his phone. He was the most gorgeous human being I had ever seen. Hope had seen my eyes pop as I noticed this stunning creature, and she shoved me over to the till. Face to face with him. Gee, thanks Hope...
~oooooh, cliffhanger! Hope u guys enjoyed. Bye! Aimee xxxx~
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FanfictionThe moment I found out that Dan Howell was my cousin, my life changed. But, not all for the right reasons...
