Tattoo

The Cocky, Curly Haired English Boy

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Beanie squealed lowdly.

My mind pounded with the high-pitched sound. Her abnormally large hand tightly clutched onto the middle of my forearm. I flinched, bending down towards the ground trying to get away from her iron-tight hold. Her eyes were wide, her lips were quivering and her blonde hair was flung carelessly to the side of her head. I watched her jump up and down beside me with what I imagine was a bored expression.

"Dude," I began in a dull voice. "Can you please let go of my arm?" Her eyes moved to mine, but all she did was tighten her grip and jump higher. Another squeal fell from her smiling lips. She proceeded to wiggle her body and move her legs in a sort of running man motion before pulling me closer to her. A sigh rode out of my mouth on an unimpressed breath. I rolled my eyes before her other arm moved up to clutch onto my shoulder. 

"Ow." Once again I moved towards the ground to try to escape her hold. This time, her hand slipped from my shoulder and began moving at top speed in the air.

"Oh my god! They're just through that door. Oh. My. God." Beanie smiled so brightly and with so much excitement that I swear she broke one of the lights in the hall. The jewels that hung from the countless bracelets wrapped around her wrists tinkled as she moved ecstatically.

"Beanie, oh my god. You're so embarassing." Beanie grabbed my arm, tugging me into her side. She shited her hand up to my face, squishing my cheeks together.

"Do you think they'll marry me if I ask them? I'd kill someone if they said no." I sighed and relaxed slightly under her forceful arm.

"Definitely not with that attitude, almighty Murderess. Jeez, they're just humans." I jabbed her in the side with one of my pale fingers. She flinched to the side, her hold loosening on my skin. I ducked out of her clutch and straightened my clothes. I rubbed my lipstick covered lips as I watched Beanie dance around in excitement beside me. My palm connected with my forehead as she tripped on her shoelace and fell to the ground. I shook my head and chuckled under my breath.

"I told you to tie them up. Oh my god." She smiled in embarrasement and took my outstretched hand to help her up. A white door at the end of the hall opened and a large security man with a blue lanyard with white writing decorating its fabric stepped out, ushering in the next group of girls. Beanie made a strangled noise beside me as she stepped over the thresh hold. I watched her eyes bug open as she took in the five boys milling about in the middle of the room. I shook my head and gently took hold of her hand.

"Oh, I know. They're real." I whispered at her with a stupid look on my face. Beanie didn't laugh. She just stared, wide eyed and open jawed at the five tall boys in front of us. As we slowly walked towards them, I noticed the way they so casually joked around whilst three girls around them broke down crying. My eyebrows shot up at the site, and then I looked at Beanie. Tears fell from her flooded eyes. Red circles began to appear on the skin surrounding them. White steaks parted the tan foundation that coated her face. I squeazed her hand as we reached the boys. One of them turned around a big smile on his lips.

"Hello!" He said happily. A choked sob came from Beanie. I looked at her in amazement. The boy stepped over to Beanie, gently rubbing her shoulder. She looked at me with amazed eyes before turning to stare at the boy touching her. I took a step back as she began blubbering at him. A pang of annoyed amusement took hold of my stomach as I began to search the room we were in. The boys casually went around to each girl and her possy, calmly signing something and saying a quick something before moving onto the next and putting their hands in the pockets of their pants.

A hand tapping on my shoulder cause me to jump back, turning towards the source. Luscious green eyes surrounded by long brown curls and tan skin took over my vision.

"I know you." He said matter-of-factly. "You're that girl who kept looking at me during the concert." My eyebrows rose. His cocky demeaner amazing me.

"Looking at you?" I asked dumbly. He nodded, running his hand through his slightly too-long curls.

"Yeah. You couldn't take your eyes off me." I burst into amused laughter. Shaking my head, I noticed him watching me with drawn together eyebrows.

"Oh my god, you're actually serious." I tucked a strand of my brown locks behind my ear. The boys green eyes followed the movement carefully. "I was only looking at you because you kept looking at me all wide eyed and stupid faced. Jesus, you forgot your lyrics." I blurted, slightly exasperated. A smirk pulled on the right corner of the boys red lips. I huffed and turned, taking in Beanie's excitedly crying form talking to two new boys. 

"You're a bit forward, aren't you?" My head pulled back, and my eyebrows drew together in amazement. If he though I was actually cracking onto him, he had another thing coming.

"Forward? Jesus, who are you?" I asked him in a harsh whisper. His hand moved to my waist, bringing me closer to him. His lips brushed my ear.

"I'm Harry Styles, sweetheart. And I'm going to steel your heart." My heart rose up to my throat. The feeling of his deep red lips by my ear and the tickle of his warm breath on my skin sent shivers running through me. A chuckle escaped me before I could hold it back. I stepped back, looking him dead in the eyes. 

"I doubt it, Styles." I said and winked, turning to walk over to Beanie. 

"Is that a challenge, sweetheart?" I heard him call behind me. I stopped, turning to face him. A smirk carressed the edge of my lips. 

"It is, if you were anyone else." A cheeky smile covering his mouth filled my vision as I tuned to walk over to Beanie. She stood in the middle of two guys, one with long dark brown - almost black - hair and another with light blonde strands stuck up into a stylish quiff, smiling widely as a security guard snapped a photo. As she stood back from them, thanking them politely and sharing a quick hug with both, I moved to stand beside her, bumping her hip gently. 

"Where have you been?" She whispered. I looked at the back of a curly head of hair and scoffed under my breath. Beanie looked at me skeptically, silently demanding an explanation.

"Socialising with the devil." My cryptic words sent her eyebrows coliding with each other. I shrugged and grabbed her arm. "Nothing like a good bit of a brain work out to keep those cells active, Beans." She harumphed in annoyance at me before tugging me over to take a group photo. She stood in the middle of the two boys she took a photo with before, happily getting ready for the picture. I stood beside the boy with dark brown hair and another with much lighter brown locks and a mischevious expression. Moments before the camera flashed, the curly haired boy leaned forward, catching my eyes with a cheeky grin meant just for me before turning back as if nothing happened, smiling broadly. I chuckled quietly as the moment was caught forever. A moment frozen in time forever.

If only it was the last.