I'm so happy! Because I'm his. And he's mine. Right? Are we just friends with benefits? Are we more? Are we anything? I really don't care right now. He kissed me! I've waited for this day forever. Even though he's seen me naked, he hasn't kissed me. Until today!
"Can I do your hair?", I ask him. His head is on my lap and I'm playing with the tips of his quiff. That's what I love about this. Nothing has changed even though EVERYTHING has changed.
"Sure. Just don't do anything girly.", he says. I start to do a French Braid in his hair. "I posted another picture on your page.", he says.
I groan. "Luke it's like I'm getting famous on Instigram! You all keep posting on my page and people notice. I get at least two hundred comments an hour!", I whine. He laughs and tickles my foot. I kick at his hand.
"Hey! Why is my girlfriend so aggressive?", he asks. I gulp. Girlfriend? So he's my boyfriend? Right? Ugh! I decide to joke around, too.
"Why is my boyfriend so stubborn?",I ask. He looks up.
"You mean 'Why is my boyfriend so incredibly sexy, nice, and smart'.",he informs me. I laugh. Incredibly sexy? Sure. Nice. Yeah. Smart? Um...why not?
"Are you having a good birthday?", I ask. He nods.
"But I haven't got the present I really want. Another kiss from you.", he says, making me blush. I lean down and peck his lips. "Better." I remember the bet we made when we were sixteen. I don't know why that popped up. It just did.
"I still can't believe you have a hole in your face. And now I have to get one!", I groan. He laughs. I finish his hair and take a picture. He looks in his phones camera and curses.
"Dammit, Dawnie!", he says. I go on Twitter.
"Twitter!", I yell. He tries to grab the phone from my hands. I snicker and tweet it to Mikey and Cal and Ashton. He groans in defeat.
"You're getting a hole in your face.",Luke states. I nod. I'm okay with that. Before he left, we made a deal that if they became super famous, I had to get either a lip, nose, or eyebrow piercing. They are super famous...
"It's either that or you get a tattoo. Of our bang logo.",he says. Tattoo. Definitely a tattoo.
"Logo. Five tally marks.", I decide. He nods. Guess I'm now an official 5SOS fan girl.
I don't know how to dress. I mean, now that Luke and I are...whatever we are, what I wear matters.
I look in the mirror. I'm going to get a tattoo. So, I went casual. Black skinny jeans, a gray V-neck, a red flannel, and white Converse. I put my hair in a ponytail (Thank you, hairspray!) and head downstairs. I grab a pair of earbuds and text my mom.
Mom: I'll be back on Saturday. 3 more days!
Me: Yay! I love ya! See you in 3dys!
Two muscular arms wrap around me, making me lose all common sense and my train of thought. "You okay?", Luke asks. I nod and turn in his arms. He kisses my temple and holds me close. Why do I like his touch so much? "You sure? It's okay if you don't wanna do this-".
I quiet him with a kiss. His hands grip my waist, and I lay mine on his shoulders. "I'm okay. My mom just texted me. She's coming back on Saturday.", I whisper. He nods and slowly let's me go. I put my phone in my back pocket.
"Those are the skinniest skinny jeans I've ever seen.", Luke whispers. I shrug and look away so he can't see me blush. I open the door and head for his car. "One day, I'm gonna teach you how to drive.", he says.
"Oh, really. What else are you gonna teach me? How to act like a three year old on steroids?", I joke. I get in the car and so does he.
I turn the radio on and blast Guns N' Roses. He laughs and starts the car. "Maybe I'll teach you more than that.", he jokes. I slap him oh the shoulder playfully. "You like it rough.", he jokes. My mouth is gaping open. "Joking."
I laugh and listen to the radio.
Luke opens the door for me. "My' Lady.",he says. I roll my eyes and walk in. "So, where are you getting this tattoo?", Luke asks. I think of all the possible places. Ugh. Disgusting.
"Um...maybe right here.", I say, pointing to my shoulder. He nods. He seems sort of gone. Like he's here with me in body. But not really in mind. I turn around and hug him. "Are you alright?", I ask. He doesn't answer me. "Luke. Are you okay?", I ask.
He looks up for the first time. His normally happy, bright eyes are...sad. I lead him outside and we sit on a bench. "Luke! Are you-".
"Do you feel like I'm forcing you to be my girlfriend?", he asks. I violently shake my head.
"No! Not at all! Why?", I ask. He shrugs.
"I just don't want you to be forced into anything.", he admits. I smile and tip his chin up so he'll look at me. I touch my forehead with his.
"Kiss me?", I beg. He smiles and presses his lips to mine. I smile. "Come on. Let's go so you can hold my hand and sing to me when I cry in pain.", I joke. He follows me in. The man calls up the next costumer. Me.
"And what would your name be?", he asks.
"Nice. What kind or tat are you getting today?", he asks.
"I'll be getting tally marks. Ya know, the 5SOS logo? My boyfriend is really stubborn.", I joke. "It's my first tattoo."
"Who might your boyfriend be?", he asks. I frown and turn to show him Luke, who nods and snares me by the waist. "Ah! A band member from 5SOS! Nice!", he says.
"Alright Ms. Charlie, hop up on the seat please." I do. He tells me he's gonna so a sketch of it and he'll show it to me when he's finished. He leaves.
I turn to Luke. "Oh, I'm terrified! Lukers, I'm scared.", I admit. He sits by me. Our feet swing in unison. "Will you sing to me?", I beg. He smiles and nods. He puts his lips to my ear, making me shiver, and sings.
"Don't stop, doing what you're doing. 'Cause every time you move to the beat it gets harder for me and you know it. Don't stop, cause you don't have to like it-". He's cut off by the guy coming back in. He hands me the paper. I show it to Luke, who smiles in approval.
It's the original band tallies, but it's surrounded with guitars and hearts. It has all four boys names on it, with a heart around Luke's. It has words at the bottom that say: Even when the sky is falling down. I thank him and tell him it's perfect.
He starts the tattoo. It hurts a lot, and I'm pretty sure I'm killing Luke's hand clutching it this hard. But he calms me by telling me what a great job I'm doing. I smile and breathe deeply. This is gonna look awesome.
Forty-five minutes later, I'm done. I look at it in the mirror. It looks really good! It's small enough to fit on my shoulder, yet big enough for people to see. He wraps my arm up and Luke helps me put my flannel back on. He helps me out the door,opening the door. I get in the car. He backs out of the parking lot.
"That was actually really fun.", I say, sleepily. He nods.
"Why don't you take a nap. I'll wake you when we get there.", he suggests. I nod and notice how he puts his jacket over me.
The last thing I feel before drifting to sleep is Luke's lips on mine.
Hey guys! Ugh, I loved that chapter! The tattoo. So excited about 5SOS's tour! Come to Florida already. More months to wait for them again! Second time going to see them! Yay! Update soon! Love you all!