QuickSilverShadow

So, 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. 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

Zayn 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. “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

“Afternoon, Harry,” you greet him, glancing his ear plugs onto the floor. He replies, “H-hey,” almost like he’s out of breath. “So, have you figured out what’ll be happening to you, now that your ear plugs fell out?” He nods. “Well? Tell me what you know.” “You’re going to tickle me and I’m going to have to not laugh or you’ll tickle me even longer.” You snap your fingers. “Great idea!” He groans, but you can see the smile tugging at his lips. A quick thought flutters in your mind, but you brush it aside. He’s the flirt for a reason

“Emmy, it’s too tight,” Louis whined, and I chuckled. I don’t know how all the nicknames started, but each of them had two for me, and this was Louis’ preferred. “They’re skin tight, that’s how they work.” He frowned and thumped my forehead, so I thumped him back. He glared and darted off, but not until he had hit me again. I rubbed the fading mark, a faint smile on my face. He was the easiest to please, truth be told. “Who’s next?!” “Liam!” I nodded as he walked into the room, grinning at me. “Afternoon Cel,” he greeted me. “Hi Li,&rdquo

For the next few days, Zayn tried to understand what had happened. He knew that the boys started talking in hushed whispers, but not why they only did it when he pretended to be asleep. He knew that Niall was getting to little sleep, but not why he refused to shut his eyes. He knew that Dr. Blascheck was a surgeon, but he didn’t know what surgery was. He knew that the walls of this new room were too white and the lights were too bright. He knew that the air in the mask they put over his mouth and nose smelled different and made his head spin. He knew that Niall couldn’t be in the room with him to hold his hand when his eyes flut

 “F-fired?” Harvey nodded, and my heart dropped. “Fired. You get to clean this up as your last job, Veronica will give you your check once you’ve finished.” “B-but sir-“ “No buts. Now go collect your things and Harvey and I will leave you to it.” I stood paralyzed until Jonny snapped his fingers and snapped, “Shoo!” I walked out of their office and closed the door behind me so I could sink down against it. My eyes scanned the enormous room behind my glasses: papers as far I could see, desks and bookshelves I could never lift on my own toppled over torn books, broken computer

On tour, the boys of One Direction had learned the three kinds of homesickness that plagued them constantly. There was the homesick when you missed your actual home- the way walking inside always gave you that feeling of safety, the way you knew where everything, er, almost everything was. There was the kind where you missed your home country and the town where you grew up. And then there was the kind where you missed your family and friends. Sometimes a call home would be enough to remedy the longing, but, as Louis found out, sometimes it just made you more miserable. He tried not to let the pain affect him, but his mates knew that his timin