Harry: "I've got a new tattoo," Harry stated, his lips curving up into a foolish smile, shutting the door softly. "Oh, really. No surprise there then," you smirked, pushing yourself off the couch to face him, greeting him with a small kiss. "Shut up you," he frowned, trying to suppress a smile. "Let me see then," you asked, intrigued to see what Harry had inked on his skin. "Yeah, sure," he lifted the sleeve on his shirt, revealing a small bandage plastered on his arm. He peeled it off slowly, exposing the mark he had made permanent on his skin. "Are those my initials?" You questioned, your hand tracing over the small letters, a smile sketching on your face. "Yeah. It might be simple, but now, no matter where I go, you'll always be right there," he grinned, linking his hand with yours.
Niall: Niall busted through the door, singing a small tune. He gave a beguiling smile, before flopping down onto the couch, planting a kiss on your cheek. "Why are you so happy?" You questioned, laughing from his amusing actions. "This might come as a shock, but I actually just got my first tattoo," Niall stated, a somewhat proud expression on his face. "Are you sure this isn't something you'll regret?" You asked sternly, your mind still trying to process the information you just recieved. "Yeah, of course I won't regret it. It was a sick experience, wanna see?" He offered, his hand fumbling with the bottom of his shirt. "Yes, please." Niall pulled the back of his shirt up, your eyes meeting with a bandage on his lower back. You hesitantly peeled it off, a bright smile appearing on your face once you saw it. "'You are, and always have been, my dream.' That's a quote from my favourite book," you marvelled, your hand running over the ink, your jaw dropping in awe. "Yup. That's why I got it, and because it's how I feel about you, you're perfect," he smiled.
Liam: "I was going to wait until I got home to show you this, but I really think I should show it to you now," Liam told you, his facial features illuminated from the laptop, as his large hands ran across the stubble on his chin. "Please, go on ahead," you smiled, fascinated to know what he was going to show you. He pulled his jumper over his shoulders, past his tousled locks, and placed it down, leaving only a tank top covering his body. He lifted up his arm, putting his bicep close to the webcam, revealing words written along it. "Is that a tattoo?" Your eyes squinted, trying to make out the words inked onto his skin. "Sure is," he smiled proudly, "it says 'We loved with a love that was more than love', because I love you more than words could ever describe," he explained, making you giddy with happiness.
Louis: "Are you finished yet?" You questioned, craning your neck to catch a glimpse of his new tattoo, your vision blocked by the tattoo artist. "Nearly," he smiled, lifting his head up. "Is it sore?" You asked. "Nope, not at all," he smirked, resting his head back down onto the chair. You raised your eyebrows, his ego obviously getting in the way of his question. "It's done now," the tattoo artist grunted, wiping away the excess ink, stepping neatly out of the way. You stood up, and timidly walked over, looking at the new mark left on his skin. There was a small heart placed on his hip, not filled in, with a petite date in it. "Is that our wedding date," you smiled, your finger trailing around it, making sure not to hurt his tender newly inked skin. "Yeah," he smiled standing up, placing money in the tattoo artists hands, entwining his fingers with yours. "Ready to go then?" He asked. "No, let's stay for a while, I would like to make sure I get a matching one," you grinned.
Zayn: You pulled him into a tight embrace, not wanting to let go. Zayn's arms engulfed you, his face burying into your neck, his facial hair tickling your skin. "I don't want you to go," you croaked, trying to swallow the thickness in your throat. "I have to," he sighed. You pulled away, wiping a small, stray tear from your cheek. "Baby, don't cry, the time will fly by," he murmured, his hand cupping your cheeks, placing a light kiss on your quivering lips, in a vain attempt to make you feel better. "But, before I go, I have something to show you," he grinned, dropping his multiple bags on the floor, lifting his shirt up to reveal his toned body. Your eyes flickered to a new tattoo on his ribcage, a small smile appearing on your face. "It says 'Always in my heart'. Now, no matter where I am, you'll always be on my mind," he smiled, encasing you in his arms again.
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