I was running while he chased me.
I screamed when he caught me.
I giggled when he tickled me.
My best friend, Harry Styles. Pop star, heart throb, sex god.
But that's not my best friend when we're alone.
He's Hazza. My best friend since the first day of kindergarten in Teacher Nichole's class.
His hands ran up and down my sides while I laughed harder then ever before.
"Hazza! Stop! I can't-can't breath!!!" I yelled as he continued to tickle me.
He was laughing louder than me now.
"I'll only stop if you agree to come on tour with me!" He yelled.
"Fine! just stop!" He finally stopped, I was still giggling and sucking in breaths when he had let me go.
"Yay!" he screamed like a little boy. heck what am I saying? He is a little boy!
He flopped on the grass next to me and watched the clouds. we had just been swinging in my backyard, seeing who could swing the highest. I won.
"When are we leaving?" I asked as I got up.
He pulled me back down and I landed with an 'oof' back next to him.
"Not for another week." he said putting his hands behind his head. The sun was shining, and the clouds were flying by.
I yawned, then he did too.
"I'm tired. Night bro."
"But it's noon." I slapped his chest and turned on my side with my back facing him.
•.•
"Ro. Ro. Ro. Ro." I slapped my hand over his mouth.
"Shut up. I am still tired." I said.
"You shouldn't have stayed up for that Supernatural marathon last night! I told you!" he said, poking my side.
"Ugh, just carry me inside and throw me on the couch." I said, knowing that he would do exactly that.
And lone behold, he did. He picked me up with his arms under my neck and knees, then, down on to the couch I went.
"There yah go. I'm going to go see my mum and Gemma. I'll be back later." He put a blanket over me and I flipped him off before he left. He laughed and did the same to me.
We shared a little house right outside of London, a compromise to Modest! for them being dicks to Haz and making him live in London instead of back home in Holmes Chapel.
Anne and Gemma were in London for one of Anne's friends and to see Harry.
Anne was like a second mum to me. I have known her since forever, just like Harry.
I got cold so I went into Haz's room and grabbed one of his old sweatshirts.
Then I plopped right back on the couch and turned on an episode of Doctor Who.
"Mr. Tummy are you hungry?" I said as I patted my stomach.
"I am best friends with an idiot." I heard from the doorway.
"Oh shut up, you know you do it too." I said, throwing a pillow at him.
He laughed. "My mum and Gem are having dinner with her friend tonight so it's another movie night!" he said, pulling out Oreos popcorn and yes, pop rocks.
I faked wiping a tear from my eye and said, "You know me so well." I had my hand patting my chest.
"Go start packing while I pick a movie you dork." he said, pushing me towards my room. "Nice sweatshirt by the way!"
"Fuck you fucker!" I yelled at him, flipping him off again.
I heard him laughing as I pulled out my suitcase. "Shorts, trousers, pants, blouse, jumper, blazer, dress, skirt, shoe, other shoe, brush, other dress. Cool." I said, zipping the suitcase.
"Done." I said jumping on the couch.
"Did you remember your jumper?" he said, teasing me.
"Yes, you idiot." I laughed, pushing at his face.
"You're mean." he pouted.
•.• *skip to leaving for tour*
"Get your ass on the bus or we're leaving you." I said to Harry while he tweeted.
"Alright! Alright!" He said, putting his hands up, his iPhone in one hand.
The main bus was big, plenty of room for these dorks to make a mess. I ran to the bunks and tackled Louis in a hug.
"Lou! I haven't seen you since you left on holiday!" I yelled as he stumbled back.
"Rose! Love! Has Hazza been a dick to you?" I laughed, and shook my head.
"Did I hear Rose?!" I heard an Irish voice yell from the back.
"Niall! get out here!"
"No! You come!"
"Rude much?" I said sarcastically as I pushed the curtain aside.
He got up and hugged me. "Missed yah Rose."
"Missed yah too Ni!" I said hugging him back.
The bus jerked and I fell and he fell on top of me.
"Ah! Ni! My knee!" I said holding it.
"Sorry! Sorry!" he said, jumping up and helping me up.
"Don't worry! Harry-Man to the rescue!" Haz yelled, jumping into the room.
"Might want to rethink that name Haz."
"Yeah, I know. Niall go grab some ice." Haz told Niall as he walked over and picked me up and put me on the counter.
"How is there already a bruise?!" he said, looking at the side if my knee.
"I bruised it the other day you ding-dong!" I laughed.
"Here." Niall said, handing the ice to Harry. "I'll make tea."
"Thanks Ni!" I yelled after him.
"Let me just..." Haz placed the ice on my knee and I winced. "Sorry."
"It's okay." I said, all of a sudden becoming a little shy. Haz was kind of cute when his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, looking for the best spot to put the ice.
I poked his nose, and he smiled up at me. "Your knee is fucked. Gonna be limping a while."
"How would you know? Are you a doctor?" I smiled at him, then kicked him in the balls with my good leg.
"Ow!" He yelled, holding his groin.
I laughed. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to kick you that hard!"
We were both doubled over. Me in laughter, him in pain.
Once he had recovered, he began to tickle me. I started giggling, uncontrollably.
"Haz! Haz stop!"
