A Different Kind of Devotion (R5 Fanfiction)

Hanaa's POV

I woke up the next morning on top of Riker. I shook him lightly. Riker's eyes fluttered open.  

"Hi," he grunted.  

"I love your morning voice," I giggled.  

Riker stretched his arms out then put his hands on my shoulders. He pushed me onto the floor and stood up, stretching more.  

"Hey!" I crossed my arms.  

"You're such a baby," Riker laughed.  

"Am not! Now help me up." 

I stuck my hand in the air and Riker took it, hoisting me up. I stumbled forward into him, knocking him to the floor.  

I stood up, brushed myself off, and walked away.  

"Heyyyy," Riker whined behind me. "Help me up!" 

Rocky appeared in front of me.  

"Didja leave him laying on the ground?" 

"Yeah," I laughed. "Lazy." 

I felt arms around my waist. It was Riker.  

"Why didn't you help me up?" he pouted.  

"Because," I said, tweaking his nose.  

"Because why?" 

"Because." 

No matter how hard he tried, 'because' was the only answer he got out of me.  

I picked up my phone and started scrolling through my instagram and twitter notifications. I noticed Rocky had mentioned me in a comment on instagram so I clicked on it, curious.  

It was a picture of me and Riker together, after we watched The Conjuring. The photo was dark, but you could still see what it was. I read the comment.  

"This is why you don't watch The Conjuring late at night with your brother and his girlfriend. @rikerr5. @hanaa17" 

I looked up from my phone and smacked Rocky in the arm. "Rocky!"  

He started to laugh, and I struggled to keep a straight face.  

"What?" Riker asked.  

I rolled my eyes. "Check Rocky's instagram." 

Riker picked up his phone, looking through the notifications. His head snapped up.  

"Dude!" 

"What?" 

"Dude!" Riker sputtered again.  

"Read the comments," Rocky gasped before Riker could lunge at him.  

I left a comment. "*fiance" 

Moments later, Rocky replied.  

"Whatever. @hanaa17" 

While Rocky was on his phone, Riker was sneaking up on him. He tackled Rocky to the ground, grabbing his phone.  

"Hanaa, c'mere." 

I went over and sat on Rocky.  

"Stay there until I delete the picture," Riker told me.  

Rocky easily lifted me off and snuck up behind Riker. He tackled him and they both fell to the ground, fighting for the phone. All of a sudden Stormie showed up in the room.  

"Boys," she said. "BOYS!" 

Riker and Rocky both looked up. I giggled from behind Stormie.  

"Get up," she sighed.  

Riker and Rocky shot up and stood straight, without talking.  

"Don't do that," she said.  

"Yes Momma," Riker said obediently.  

Rocky nodded in agreement.  

After Stormie left I started to tease them for getting in trouble. Riker ran at me and I raced away.  

He grabbed me around the stomach and brought me to the ground. I shrieked.  

Riker and Rocky started to tickle me, then Ross came out of his room.  

"What's going on?" he grumbled.  

Suddenly, his face lit up. "Ooh, are you tickling Hanaa? I wanna help!" 

Ross raced down the stairs and joined in on the tickling.  

Soon, all of the Lynch boys, including Ratliff, who had spent the night, were at the bottom of the stairs tickling me.