Imagines (5SOS and 1D)

Tattooed Heart (H.S)

* Y/N stands for your name *

"So, are you going to tell me at all what you're getting for your new tattoo?" I asked Harry.

He was being very secretive about this but I couldn't figure out why.

He told me yesterday he was thinking of getting a new tattoo and he'd had the idea for a while now.

The only person he'd told was Niall and he said Niall was all for it.

But he wouldn't tell me.

I pulled up into the car park outside the tattoo shop and shut off the engine.

He turned to me with a cheeky grin and shook his head in answer to my question.

He luscious brown curls bounced as he head shook and he ran a hand through his hair to tame his mane.

"No, sorry babe," he replied.

He opened the car door and stepped out, grabbing his jacket off of the back seat.

I sighed and climbed out, locking the door and skipped around to him.

He held his hand out for me, and I took it, letting him intertwine our fingers together.

He walked towards the tattoo shop and pulled me along behind him.

I'd come up with all kinds of ideas for what he could possibly be getting, but none of them seemed right.

None of them fit his wild personality.

He was very unpredictable.

He had many, many tattoos and only a handful of them actually made sense.

The rest were extremely random.

"Hey Harry. You here for that tattoo we talked about last week?" Rob winked, as we entered the shop.

Harry nodded with a very nervous smile and he dropped my hand to follow Rob to the back room.

I took a seat in the waiting chairs, feeling nervous myself.

I still didn't know how he could get a tattoo.

The very thought of it sent a shiver down my spine.

It looked extremely painful, but then again I have a low pain threshold.

"Y/N," Harry called from the back room.

I stood and followed his voice.

"Come sit with me," he demanded, patting the seat beside his.

I scooted over to him and took a seat, letting him grip my hand in his.

"Alright Harry, we'll just start with the outline of the tattoo. It'll give you a clear idea of how it's going to look," Rob explained.

Harry nodded and held out his right arm, the sleeve already rolled up.

He held his hand, palms up on the arm of his chair.

"You're getting it on your arm?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

His arms were already inked nearly all the way around and I thought he couldn't fit anymore on.

The only way he could get more is if he went full sleeve, like Liam had.

"Yeah. It'll look great baby, I promise," he assured me, giving my hand a squeeze.

I didn't disagree even though everything inside me was screaming for me to tell him to stop.

I didn't think getting a tattoo there would be a good idea and I was afraid he'd end up regretting it.