Sleeve by Sleeve |Muke|
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Michael was a tattoo artist. His shop was the biggest one in Sydney. One day, Luke gets dared by his friend, Niall, to get a tattoo. He had heard of Sleeve by Sleeve, Michael's tattoo shop. That's where Harry and Louis had gotten all of their tattoos and they looked amazing. He heads to the shop on a rainy Saturday afternoon. He walks in and the only person available was Michael, an intimidating, 6'2" man with gauges, an eyebrow piercing and so many tattoo's Luke can't count them. Ashton and Calum, the other two artists at the shop, though Luke was a weirdo. But Michael thought he was cute. How will his girlfriend react when she finds out her boyfriend has a crush on the blonde boy that works for her? Luke eventually gets addicted to how the tattoo needle feels against his skin. Or maybe he got addicted to seeing the crazy red haired artist, who even talks him into a lip ring.
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