I walked up the stairs into my room I put on some sweats and a black crop top, grabbed my glasses and book and I was reading "Paper Towns" by: John Green. I sat in my bed it was about 12 and I was bored so I went on Netflix and watched American Horror Story because Evan Peters is my husband. I heard a thud on my window and I was scared shitless It wouldn't stop so I walked over to my window and saw no one until I fell on the ground I screamed bloody murder I heard a chuckle I knew It was Jack. "Jack what are you doing?" I asked looking at him confused "I was just really bored and I knew you would be awake so yeah.." he said "what do you want to you Jackkkkk?" "Get tattoos." He said "are you serious?" I said extremely shocked "yea after seeing a girl get tattoos made me think of a girl can do it so can I" he said as he traced my tattoos. "Well let's go" I jumped out of bed and me and Jack walked to my car and drove to the nearest tattoo parlor I wanted to get a heart on my middle finger I don't know what Jack was getting. I walked over and say in the chair and got mine like in 20 minutes because it was something small. but when I saw jacks I was amazed...
