1D Fanfic: Tickle Sadist“Harry, Harry, I’m not so scary. Show yourself and see; just play with me!”More Like This
The curly-haired boy listened to Zayn repeat his incantation over and over from behind the couch. Over the past few days, the older boy had developed this obsession with sadistically tickling the green-eyed boy, making sure to tickle Harry until he cried. Zayn always made sure to stop when he thought one of the other band mates were nearby because he didn’t want any of them to think he was psycho. Unfortunately for Harry, he had to share a hotel room with the sadist and he knew that Zayn would show no mercy, since the other three boys were staying in the other penthouse in the hotel across from theirs.
“Hazza, I just want to hear your sweet laugh,” Zayn said, checking in between the double beds.
Harry could hear his friend’s footsteps slowly approaching the couch. The boy shut his eyes, knowing that Zayn would eventually find him. Soon enough, Harry felt himself being d