Whilst I was thinking about how to reply Derek got back, I unlocked the door and opened for him. "Hello roomie!" Said Derek laughing.
I roll my eyes. "Never call me that again, okay?" I say thinking about what to reply to Catrina. She had sent another message
Catrina: I remember hoping to be your first kiss or girl kiss at least. My plan was to kiss you at the prom but then I saw you dancing with Eric.
Catrina: Anyway! You look so different now, I'm glad to see you still wear my leather jacket that I gave you. And I love the half head shave, Lyla has something rlly similar.
I requested to follow Catrina and she accepted. Lyla was very pretty she had brown hair with a bit of it shaved like me. Catrina looked quite different. She had blonde just like now except she wears contacts, I could tell because her blue eyes were grey in most of the pictures. She seemed to be going to law school to become a officer. I hadn't notice Derek looking at my phone. "Hey that looks like the girl who used to be your best friend in middle school." He said pointing at a picture of Catrina in a bikini. Of course he looked at that photo. "Yeah she reached out to me on instagram."
"Oh cool, that's nice babe." Derek says whilst unpacking his stuff. I stared at his tattoos. Derek had four tattoos, one of a owl to symbolise his dad who passed away and two to with Metallica and he has one more to symbolise me. Its mine and his initials in a heart. He said he knew it was stupid, but said he didn't care and that if we did break up at least he'd have something to remember me by. I don't have any tattoos but I knew I was going to have to get a phew if I wanted to be a tattoo artist. The question is what would the tattoo be of. "Babe, I have been thinking and I think it's time for me to get a tattoo."
Derek's eyes lit up. "What do you want to get?"
"That's the problem I don't know, I thought maybe a flower or a animal.."
Derek shook his head in disbelief. "What!?" I say frustrated and confused. "You need to know what you want to get at least baby." He said kissing my neck. "Fine. A key lock. I want to get a key lock tattooed on my wrist or ankle ." I say kissing Derek. He pulls aways and frowns. "Why a key lock baby?" He's so cute when he's concerned. "Because I.. I feel like you're the key that unlocked that key lock..." This was a complete lie but it made Derek agree to it so we went along with that. When we go to the tattoo place I started getting nervous..