NO I'M NOT COMING BACK GUYS d:
But I'm fine c:
Request: Louis Fears: Part 2So, being tickled twice a day for at least five minutes and being tazered almost hourly wasn’t exactly what Louis had in mind for ‘getting used to being tickled’, but it was working. Maybe a little too well, actually. See, Louis likes things that make his heart race or gets his adrenaline up- bungee jumping a few years ago was the biggest rush he had gotten aside from being onstage.Request: Louis Fears: Part 2 by QuickSilverShadow
Truth be told, he was starting to like it. And because he knew the others hated it, he respected them more for putting up with him tickling all these years, especially Harry, who was easily the most ticklish person he had ever met. Just wiggling your fingers three inches away from his sides could make the boy giggle and squirm, and Louis had used that to his advantage plenty of times.
But now, the tables were turned, and Louis was squirming and wriggling underneath Harry, whose fingers were wiggling incredibly close to Louis’ stomach. “Remember when you used to mock me for squi
Ziall Hybrid: Part 10Zayn purred as the sunlight warmed his back. Against all odds, and certainly the lads’ expectations, his upper body and back was hair and fur free. A cool, wet hand rubbed down his back, and he glanced up at Niall, a small smile on his lips. “Are you feeling okay?” He nodded. “Talking, I mean,” he added awkwardly. Zayn’s eyes darted down, the smile fading.Ziall Hybrid: Part 10 by QuickSilverShadow
“Ah… a-mrow.” He growled in annoyance, adding an agitated, “Mrow,” for emphasis. Niall lightly scratched behind his ear, trying to soothe the annoyed boy.
“It’s okay,” he promised, rubbing the smooth fur between his fingers. “Take your time, you’ll get it back.” Zayn glanced up at him hopefully, a quiet meow slipping from his lips. “I know most cats hate water, but…” Zayn glanced at the shimmering blue water, his tail twitching. “It’s warm and nice, I promise. Nothing like the rain.” Zayn curled
Liam Is A Tickle Addict - LirryJust imagine when those urges strike Liam to tickle Harry. He probably gets it really bad. Its horrible when Harry isn't there, because he doesn't know what to do with himself.Liam Is A Tickle Addict - Lirry by ticklishniall
And other good times, Harry is sitting right beside him. Whether its in the dressing, or they're sharing a hotel room. A certain look creeps up on Liam's face which he can't hide. Harry now pays attention to Liam, but he wish he didn't look at him in the first place.
There'd be shouts like "No, no, no," and "please, Liam," but Liam wouldn't listen to him. Wherever they were sat; On a couch, bed, or even on the floor, Liam would tackle Harry down on said object and pin his arms down. Harry always gets scared and much more weaker when he knows Liam wants to attack him, so its easy for him to be taken down.
Harry would tried to wriggled away from underneath Liam, pull and tug away from his tight grasp, but it was no use. Liam. Is. Stronger. So with that strongness, Liam's able to hold down Harry's arms over his hea
Zianourry: BondingThis was not how Harry imagined his X-Factor experience would be like. Actually, the curly-haired boy thought he'd end up going home, but then he was accepted, much to his surprise. However, he was soon rejected by the judges in boot camp and Harry was sure that he was going home then, but then Simon ended up throwing him in a band with other four boys.Zianourry: Bonding by Khid
"I-I think he overslept again," Niall stammered quietly.
"Wow," Louis started sarcastically, "you'd think after two practices of him oversleeping, I'd have figured that out by now, but no, I guess not."
"B-But, y-you asked," Niall's Irish voice came again, softer this time .
"It was a rhetorical question," Louis snapped.
"Okay," Niall whimpered, clearly intimidated by the older boy.
"Okay, let's just calm down," Liam suggested. "We should try calling him and then maybe, he'll wake up to his ringtone."
"Why? So he can continue to drag us down?" Louis sneered. "You shouldn't be making orders anyway, considering we are performing for the J
Zianourry: Isolation"We have food!"Zianourry: Isolation by Khid
Zayn looked up from the texts he was reading to see Niall and Louis at the front door, several bags of McDonald's in their hands. He reached for the remote and shut off the television, before tapping Harry, who had curled up into a ball and rested his head on Zayn's lap. "C'mon, time to get up Haz."
Harry let out whine, as he stretched his lithe body all over the couch and Zayn's body. The curly-haired lad reached for Zayn's face, with his eyes still closed, pinching and palming the smooth features, trying to decipher who woke him up, so he could seek revenge later.
"Where's Liam?" Niall asked the two boys on the couch, setting his bags on the table.
"Still in his room," Zayn replied, trying to avoid Harry's hands and shake the youngest off of him.
"Probably still in his room," Louis told the others, following Niall suit.
"Liam!" Harry screamed, tired of everyone talking and hoping everyone would shut up.
A door could be heard opening from somewhere down the hall. Liam