Last Summer

Tattoos, Piercings, and Fights

"All done" Jessie (tattoo artist) says and I get up and look in the mirror at my new tattoo (a/n: the pic) "I love it! oh my god thank you so much!" I exclaim, giving him a hug and he chuckles "your welcome, doll" I continue smiling at my tattoo as Jessie says "so're you single?" a smirk on his face "nah, I got a boyfriend. We actually been going out a while" he makes a 'humph' sound "shoulda known a gorgeous broad like yourself would" he says and I blush a bit "yeah, he's actually probably wondering where I am so I better be going" I say, grabbing my phone, paying him, and leaving.

"Where ya been?" Jordan asks when I get back to the dorm "told ya I was going to the beach to do some class work" "and I told you to call me when you're done and I'll come pick you up" he replies. He got me there...
"My phone died" I mumble "really?" he asks as my phone rings in my pocket. Today just is not my day. "Yup" I mutter, just to piss him off a bit, as I grab a cookie from the jar ontop of our mini fridge "Ashley, not in the mood for you to be a smartass" he growls "who pissed in your Cheerios" I retort, plopping on my bed with my laptop "I know you didn't do class work at the beach" he says as I grab my printer and put it on my desk "what are you talking about?" "I fucking saw you hugging that guy, then ripping off your sweatshirt for him. Hell, you could've fucked him on the beach for all i know!" What the fuck is he on about?
"I didn't rip off my sweatshirt for him. And so what if I hugged him? Am I not aloud to hug my friends anymore? Or just not if they're guys?"

"I never said he couldn't hug guys-"

"Really? Because it seems like it! Everything I do now you seem to wanna know every fucking detail about it and its annoying!"

"So you're saying I'm annoying?"

"When you keep trying to bug in my life, yes. I have some things I like keeping secret from others, okay?"

"Whatever"

"Would you like me to tell you every single thing I have said to you before about my life?"

"Sure then tell me what you're lying about"

"I went to the beach for work. The guy's name was Ryan. Not your friend Ryan.
He was taking pictures of me for his work. He's a photographer and, at the moment, I'm a model. I never told anyone that because I was hoping to surprise y'all. I've only been modelling a couple months and they said pretty soon I could be on the front cover of Vogue. They also want an interview with me. The interview is Tuesday at 11AM.
After I was done working, I starting walking home and got this done" I show him my tattoo "it's for you." I add "I-" I cut him off "Not done. I also got my lip pierced just because I always wanted it pierced. I've been done with my project for photography for a while. Just need to print the pictures. Hence what I'm about to do" I explain, sitting back down on my bed "I'm sososo sorry for assuming everything. You've just been a bit distant the past few weeks and it was getting to me. I miss being so close with you." he says, sitting next to me while I connect my phone with the laptop, transporting 19 pictures for photography and printing them. Next, I connect the camera and laptop and print those pictures, completing my project. After I complete the assignment, I turn the camera, printer and laptop off, setting them under my bed and the camera on the desk. "Ash, you've been silen-" I cut him off by rolling over so he's laying on my bed, my knees on either side of him, leaning over him "ever accuse me of cheating again and you'll end up single before you even know it" I say in a deep voice and he nods, hiding a small smirk "what's the smirk about" I ask before realisation hits me.