𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌; 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧

➝ ᶠᵒᵘʳ

⊰ 𝙽𝚘𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅 ⊱

Later that night, I laid in bed sound asleep with not a worry in my mind. 
I didn't care about being this assholes roommate.
I didn't care about my grades.
Or having any friends.
I didn't even care about going home.
I was relaxed, laying under my covers on my side facing the wall.
It was nice being calm.
After a long day of hanging around a bunch of horny boys I really needed some sleep.
I'm extremely anxious and exhausted with everything going on around me right now.
The peace and quiet was nice.
Keyword, was.
While sound asleep in my warm bed, I started to hear a buzzing.
Like some kind of machine?
I turned over and looked at the clock, seeing it was around 2 am.
I sat up and faced chase, seeing him sitting up in bed with a tattoo gun in his hand.
"Oh, good morning baby." He smiled.
"Why are you up? And why the hell do you have a tattoo gun?" I asked.
"Well, I snuck it here because the boys and I like giving each other tattoo and I decided I wanted one." He said. He lifted his hand showing the black butterfly's on his wrist.
"That's nice but it's two in the morning and that's annoying." I said.
"Oh I'm sorry, did I wake you your highness?" He said, waving his hands a bit.
"You did but I'm up now." I sighed.
"Cool. Can I give you one?" He asked, pointing at the gun.
"Uh no."
"Please?"
"Why?"
"For fun!"
"Fine."
"Okay, but I get to put it where I want it."
"Sure, I don't care." I said.
"Alright-" he started, putting the chair from his desk over.
"Pants off and sit."
"Woah, what!?" I asked.
"Do it." He said, a smirk on his face.
I sighed and slide my pants away, sitting down in the chair.
He knelt down and pushed my knees apart, pulling one leg over his shoulder.
He quickly moved toward the side and wiped down my inner thigh and aimed the gun at it, marking it slowly.
I closed my eyes tightly and clenches my jaw, feeling the needle directly in my skin.
He looked up with a reassuring nod, continuing to move the gun.
It went on like that for an hour.
When was done, he moved my leg from his shoulder and walked toward the bathroom grabbing a towel and some alcohol.
He wiped the are up and placed a plastic wrapping over it.
"Alright, your done." He smiled.
I looked down at my thigh and saw the word "Huddy" in bubble letters.
"Huddy? What's that?" I asked.
"My nickname." He said.
"So you just like claimed me or something?"
"Sure. I did it to Anthony too. Except his is on his shoulder." He said.
"Oh, so you just claimed him too?" I chuckled.
"I did. And nobody's going after him. Nobody." He said, a bit sternly.
"Okay possessive boyfriend." I rolled my eyes.
"First of all, I'm not his boyfriend. And second, I'm only possessive because i care." He said.
"Whatever you say buddy." I chuckled.
I sat on my bed for an hour on my laptop before chase spoke.
"Hey. Let's go get our phones." He said.
"No way, the guard will see us!" I said. "He's asleep noen, he's always asleep. Besides, I know exactly where they are and he's nowhere near them. We can get the boys phones too." He said.
"You know what, fine. But only because I wanna text my old friend back at home." I said, getting up and heading to the door.
Chase followed with a chuckle.
"You have friends? Surprise."
"That's coming from the guy who just tattooed his nickname on me." I said.
"Theres a difference between claiming and befriending." He said.
He led us to a small room in which was labeled "Mr. Donn's office."
"This is where the phones are, I snuck my last year too." Chase said. He quickly picked the lock with a Bobby pin and went in grabbing the phones.
"Here." He said, handing me mine.
We quickly heading around the halls and gave the boys their phones before heading back to our room.
"So, you always have a Bobby pin with you?" I asked, jokingly.
"Yeah. I gotta pick locks somehow." He shrugged.
"Explains a lot." I said.

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