Harry Styles Imagines

(95) - one direction tattoo roulette

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"The game works like this: you choose one of these six red boxes. In five of them, there's the word SAFE and in one there's the word TATTOO.
Now, since we have a new guest here, that also has no tattoos, you have the honour to choose first.", James placed a hand on Olivia's shaking shoulder.

Everyone stood in a line behind of her, while James stood in front of Olivia to explain everyone how the "game" works.

"How do you feel, Ollie?", he asked laughing, placing a conforting hand on her shaky shoulder.
Olivia let a shaky laugh escape her throat and replied:"My ass has always been the unlucky one, so I wouldn't be surprised If I found the word TATTOO in one of the boxes.", the audience let a laugh escape their lips.

"I really hope it's Niall.", she admitted and looked at Niall, smiling.
"I do too. Alright, ehm.", he laughed as Niall shot him a glare.
"Please Olivia, choose one box and go stand by the second stand on your right.", Olivia walked down the stairs and looked at the six boxes on the table in front of her.

"We don't have our whole life.", James snorted playfully.
"Ha ha ha.", she grimaced, looking at him.
"I'm going to pick this one.", she took a box in her hands and then looked at the box that was placed beside the one she chose. She let the one in her hands lay back on the table and took the one that her eyes got the attention from.

"Ohh.", they commented.
"Harold. It's your turn.", James patted his shoulder smiling.
"James.", he gave a dimpled smile.
"Go.", Harry walked down the three stairs and looked at the boxes that Olivia didn't choose.
He grabbed the one at the very end of the table and went on the stand beside Olivia.

Niall's turn soon came, after Liam and Louis chose their boxes.

"Niall.", James placed a hand on Niall's shoulder.
"I see you're shaking.", Niall rolled his eyes and slapped James shoulder.
"There are only two red boxes left, on the table. We all hope that you're going to get the right one.", Niall turned around and gave James a killing expression.

Niall stood in front of the table and looked at the last boxes, that waited to be choosen.
He grabbed the right one and went to stand behind the stand in Olivia's left.

"Alright. Please help me choose.", "Louis? Do you mind?", Louis laughed, closed his eyes with his hand and pointed at the only box left on the table.

"The red one.", they all laughed and soon, James stood in the third stand with the other players, hoping to not find the word nobody wanted to find.

"Liam. Have courage and be kind.", James whispered as the lights started fading away, and they were all above Liam's body.

"Great.", he muttered, he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, as he opened the box.
Instantly, a sound was able to be heard, and as Liam looked inside, he was safe.
The word SAFE was written in big and white letters, and that reassured Liam very much.

To Louis, the same scene happened, the lights were turned off and were placed above him, making him look like an angel.
He opened the box easily, without feeling nervous at all, and much to his surprise, he was safe too.

Two of the players were safe, which meant that four still were risking to have an unwanted tattoo on their skins.

It was James' turn.
Nervous was his second name.
His hands were sweating and he prayed all the saints above, to not win the chance of getting a damn tattoo in his damn show.
He slowly opened the box and the same sound was emitted, to announce his safety.

Three safe, three were risking.
Niall started thinking about all the bad things that might happen, if he got the tattoo.
It could infect, and he might have to get it removed with the lasers.
Niall stopped thinking about the worst and took a deep breath.

Harry definitely, didn't want the tattoo, but if it meant the safety of his best friend and the girl he had a crush on, he would get it. For them.

Olivia. She was shaking inside and as selfish she could sound like, she hoped that either Niall or Harry, would find the word TATTOO in their boxes.

It was Harry's turn.
He looked relaxed and let a laugh escape his pink lips, as the lights were turned off.
He slowly unlocked the box, and started opening it, feeling the tension.
The same sound, that was emitted by the other openings of the boxes, was heard once again, and Harry let a deep breath out.
The crowd clapped and cheered, feeling glad that the tattoo would not be on Harry's flawless body.
Still, they worried about Niall and how he would take the pain if he were to get the tattoo. Their only hope was Olivia.

"Ollie.", James said laughing, as he observed her worried face.
Harry came close to her and with his hand he motioned her to take a step towards him.
She did so, and he engulfed her in a warm a hug.

"It'll be okay.", he whispered.
"I'll do it, if you find it.", he continued and she closed her eyes, nodding at his words. They separated from the shared hug and each of the players stood by their stand.

Once again, the process was repeated, the only visible lights were on Olivia.
She looked around and saw the faces of the people.
They looked like as if they hoped that she'd get the tattoo.

Olivia placed the hands on the red box and took the little white belt out.
She took the top of the box and slowly started opening it.

Another sound was emitted and Niall closed his eyes praying that it'd be her.
This time the sound was different, and it wasn't a pleasing one.
She raised her head and looked at the red lights above her, that soon ended.

She looked inside of the box and saw the word she feared most that day.
While Niall screamed in joy, Olivia wanted to cry her eyes out as Harry came once again near her to hug her, twice as tight.
"I'll do it.", he continued whispering, and on Olivia's cheek one single tear was seen.

"Olivia, you okay?", James placed a hand on her shoulder.
She just continued to hug Harry, wishing that the day was not real.

"I'll have the tattoo.", he said to James.
All of his band mates, James and the crowd looked at him with wide eyes.
Olivia raised her head from his shoulder and looked at his green eyes that she adored so much.

"You can't do that for me.", she whispered sadly.
"Don't worry.", he kissed her forehead and unwrapped his arms from her body.
Harry took off his jacket and gave it to Olivia.

They all followed Harry, who walked towards the tattoo artist.
He sat down and pointed the place he wanted his tattoo to be.
Olivia admired Harry for doing that for her and she couldn't be more thankful to that green eyed boy, she started loving.

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Published the 24th of June 2018.