Eleanor POV


“Louis! Come onnn!!!!” I yelled from downstairs at my boyfriend. Today I’m finally getting my first tattoo! (A/N I know she already has some, just changing it for the sake of the story.) I have been wanting to get one for an awful long time now, but I haven’t gotten around to it. I have also been waiting for Louis to be free so he can come with me.
“15 more minutes!” He yelled probably still from our bed.
“Okay then, I guess I’ll go without you.” I said heading to the door.
“I’m coming! I’m coming! Do go!” I hear him yell. I smirk and stand waiting.
“Okay, okay!” I said laughing as I watched my boyfriend practically tumble down the stairs trying to pull a shirt over his head.
“Wait for me!!” He yelled.
“I said okay!” I said.
“What are you laughing at?” he looked at me, his shirt now fully on.
“You.” I said blantly. He pouts and I peck his lips.
“Seriously though. We need to go.” I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him out the door with me.
“Alright, we’re going relax.” He said kissing me back before we walked out the door and hoping in his car. We’re driving to the tattoo parlor when I hear my phone ding. I pick it up to see a text from Perrie.

YOU’RE GETTING A TATTOO!?! AND YOU DIDN’T TELL ME?!

Whoops I laughed before texting back.

Yeah, me and Louis are on our way now to get it!!!

I texted back to which she responded instantly.

I’m coming.

She texts back. I thought about telling her not to but there wasn’t really any point. Once Perrie decides to do something, no one can talk her out of it.
“I guess Perrie’s coming too.” I laugh to Louis.
“Okay love. We’re here.” He says stopping the car then stepping out and coming over to my side to open the door to me. Suddenly I freeze. The fact that I’m about to get a tattoo just now hits me. I remember something I’ve been avoiding till now.
Tattoos hurt
Louis comes around and opens my door for me, I slowly stand up and close my door behind me. Uneasy. Which Louis of course notices.
“Alrightly love?’ He asks grabbing my hand and squeezing it.
“Louis?” I ask ignoring his question. “Do tattoos hurt?” I ask looking at him. He looks at me and chuckles.
“It’s not that bad El, I promise.” He says wrapping his arm around my waist. I feel better in his arms, but am still a bit uneasy. I nod and we walk inside.
“Eleanor.” He says walking up to the man at the desk. I let my eyes trail around the room unsure what to do. I’d never been here before, but of course Louis was basically a tattoo veteran. I didn’t pay any attention to reality till Louis was leading me into a room.
“Eleanor?” a woman with a few piercings and tattoos asks. I nod and sit down on a little bench, Louis sitting down next to me in a chair. “Hi Louis.” she says, clearing having tattooed him before.
“So you want a tattoo of a heart on your toe?” She asks.
“Mmhmm.” I nodded again. I had several other tattoos I wanted in other places but I couldn’t risk anyone seeing scars.
“Okay, and you wanted it to look like this?” She asks handing me a sketch and sitting in the chair in front of my feet. It was perfect.
“Exactly.” I smile handing it back to her.
“Okay.” She says and takes the flip flop off my foot and wipes the spot of with something. Suddenly I hear Perrie running into the room.
“I’m here! I’m here!” She says sitting on the other side of me. “What are you doing?” she asks excitedly.
“A little heart on my toe.” I said pointing to the spot.
“How cute!” she exclaims.
“You ready?” The artist asks. I nod. Perrie squeals grabbing one of my hands, and Louis grabs the other. I take a deep breath as she brings the needle up my foot. Suddenly I feel a sharp pain. I squeeze my eyes shut, gripping on to my best friend and boyfriend’s hand. Perrie winces too, since she hates needles so much, and just seeing me get a tattoo bothers her. She is now gripping on to my hand with both of her hands. I let out a whimper as the pain increases.
Louis gently rubs circles on the back of my hand with his thumb trying to calm me down. I’m just about to ask her if we can take a break when I feel the needle leaving my skin. That was quick!
“All done!” shes says setting down the needle. I let out a sigh of relief and loosen my grip on their hands.
“That wasn’t too bad.” I say.
“Whatever that was awful.” Perrie says shaking her head. I laugh. I don’t know what she does when she gets a tattoo.

Notes

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