Five Tattoos

"It's your first time? Are you sure you're not going to regret doing this Niall? Once we start there's no going back, you understand that right?"

The feeling of latex covering my hands. The sound of my tattoo machine purring. The smell of pure alcohol used to clean this room daily. A blonde boy nervous but determined to go through with this sitting in front of me.

Who knew that a simple tattoo could bring two people so close together.