"Easy. You don't want to hurt them." Uncle Zayn said as I was tattooing the fake skin.
"It's gonna hurt either way." I said, looking at him oddly.
"Okay, but we don't want to hurt them. The machine only does because it has to stay in." He said.
"Just don't press too hard is what I'm trying to say." He said. I nodded, and went back to tattooing.
This wasn't that hard actually. I know that if I was actually tattooing somebody it would most likely be more difficult.
They'd be moving around, and breathing. Yeah... They'd be breathing.
About an hour later, I was finished. I stopped the machine, and looked up at Uncle Zayn.
"How is it?" I asked, smiling. He looked shocked when he looked up from his phone.
"That's incredible! Especially it being your first time." He said, taking some cloth to just wipe it down.
"Yay! I'm gonna pull a prank on Dad." I said.
"Do it." He said, grinning at me. I laughed and pulled out my phone. I took a picture of the tattoo, and sent it to Dad.
To: Payne in the arse;)
Just did my first tattoo!xx
We didn't tell Dad that I was going to tattoo fake skin. He would probably freak and tell me I'm not aloud.
So, I just decided not to tell him.
And now he is going to FaceTime me.
I answered, and smiled innocently until it connected. He stared at me with Uncle Niall over his shoulder.
"What in the world did you do?!" Dad asked. Uncle Zayn came behind me, and grinned at him over my shoulder.
"Hey guys!" Uncle Zayn said, pulling a chair up by me.
I put my phone propped up so Dad could see us both.
"Hey Zayn." Uncle Niall said, waving at the camera. "Hey Eve."
"Hey." I said, smiling at him. Dad sighed.
"Okay. So we're done saying hello. Now what did you do?" Dad asked.
"I did a tattoo! Didn't it look good?" I asked. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"It looked amazing. But you just did a permanent tattoo on a person. What if he regrets it? Or if.." And he went on and on giving me a lecture.
Uncle Zayn counted down from three while whispering. Dad was still going too.
"3, 2, 1." Uncle Zayn whispered.
"It's fake!" Uncle Zayn and I yelled at the same time. Dad stopped talking and looked at us.
"What do you mean?" He asked.
"It's a fake slab of skin, but permanent ink." Uncle Zayn explained.
"Oh geez. You made me think it was real." Dad said. I heard Uncle Niall laugh.
"Nope. Half fake." I said, smiling at him.
"So when are you guys coming home?" Dad asked.
"Uhm, about five minutes we'll be on our way." Uncle Zayn said. Dad nodded.
"Okay-" Dad started.
"Do you guys want to just meet us at Nandos?" Uncle Niall asked, cutting into the conversation.