Once we were back at the hotel, there was a crowd of young girls around Logan, Carlos and Kendall. James slipped in and I went to sit on the counter watching the boys perform. Once they were done singing and signing autographs James and Kendall walked over to me. Kendall smiled. "Sorry about that. We can't go anywhere without our fans finding us." "It's fine, Kendall." I hugged him and he held me tight. "So what's wrong?" "My sister pissed James and I off." "Go get inked, I mean it will calm you down." "A tattoo?" "Yeah, look online at different tattoos, choose one that fits you and get it." James handed me his phone and I sat on the floor looking through designs, I finally found a tattoo of a heart "sewn" onto the wrist I then handed the phone to James. "I like it. It's almost like wearing your heart on your sleeve." Kendall looked at. "Actually, James, it means even through all the pain and broken hearts, she's found someone who is putting her heart back together." "You're both right." James stared blankly and then smiled. "So where's the nearest parlor?" "No clue." Kendall looked up some parlors. "The Ink Well is about 5 miles east of here." I nodded and James put the directions in his phone. "Thanks Kendall." Once we walked outside the cold hit me instantly. "Okay bad idea to wear this dress." I mumbled and ran to the car. "Want me to get my jacket?" "I'll be alright. What's the number to The Ink Well?" James handed me his phone and I typed the number on my phone. A man picked up and while James focused on the road. I talked to the guy about getting my tattoo and he was available to take me as soon as we got there. "Thank you, Brad." I hung up and smiled. "I have an artist." "Good, what's his name?" "Brad Hume."