One Direction Preferences

#28 You Find His Ticklish Spot

Harry: 

"Are you ticklish, Hazz?" you wondered. 

"Nope," he lied. 

Let's see then. 

You tickled his feet, but no response there. His sides? Nope. Stomach? Still a no. You slide your hand up under his arms. He flinched a bit, and moved away from you. You smiled. 

"Someone is ticklish." His eyes widen. He tried to get up, but you pin him down, tickling the shit outta him. 

"B-Babe, p-please, stop!" he giggled. 

"Why?" you asked, "This is pay back," you smirked. 

"H-How is t-this pa-pay back?" he giggled again. 

"One, for lying to me, and two, for all the times you tickled me," you told him. 

"O-OK, what d-do I h-have t-to do?" he asked between laughs. 

"Say I'm the best girlfriend in the world, and I might consider it," you giggled. 

"You're the best g-girlfriend in the w-world. Now, stop!" he giggled again. You stop, but then he starts ticking you. 

"Pay back's a bitch, ain't she?" he ask.

Liam: 

Liam was on the floor, between your legs as he played FIFA. Every now and then, you would run your fingers along his neck. Unknown by you, he would roll his eyes in pleasure, not because it turned him on, but because it ticked him.

"Babe, stop." You were confused. 

"What, Li?" you asked. 

"Please, don't do that," he said. 

"Do what?" you asked. 

"Run your fingers along my neck," he said, trying to focus on the game. 

"Why?" you asked. 

"It tickles a bit," he said. 

"Oh, it does, does it?" you asked with a mischievous grin.

Louis: 

"Can I try something, Lou?" you asked, as you sat down on the couch next to him. 

"Sure, babe," he said, a little bit unsure. You lift your hands up, and brush your fingers along his neck, but he doesn't flinch. You move your hands under his arms to tickle him there, but don't get a reaction. 

"Babe, what are you doing?" Louis asked. 

"Just go with it," you replied snaking your hands down to his sides, but having no reaction there. You move to his stomach, but he still doesn't flinch. So, you move your hands to to his thighs, and tickle them. His eyes widen, and scooted away from you.

"Don't do that," he said seriously. You put your hand on his thigh again, and tickled it. Again, he scotched away from you. "Seriously, don't do that," he said while giggling. 

Aha! 

Then, you start tickling him until he peed in his pants.

Niall: 

Niall was laying down on the couch, asleep, with his feet propped up on your legs. Then, an idea came to your mind. You slowly, and gently run your fingers on the bottom of his foot. He stirs a bit, but doesn't wake up. After he settled, you tickle his feet again. 

"Princess, quit," he mumbled. After he settled again, you put your phone down, wrap an arm around his ankle, tightly, and tickle his foot. He squirms around, trying to free himself.

"Princess, please quit," giggling. Then, you stopped, and went back to your phone.

Zayn: 

You don't know why, but every time you two kissed your hands would land on his sides. He broke the kiss, giggling. You just raised an eyebrow. He comes in for another kiss, and as you kissed him you hands landed on his sides again. He broke the kiss, giggling again. Your mouth formed a tiny o, and started to tickle Zayn's sides. 

"B-Babe, p-please, stop!" he giggled. 

"Why?" you asked, "This is pay back," you smirked. 

"H-How is t-this pa-pay back?" he giggled again. 

"For all the times you tickled me," you told him. 

"O-OK, what d-do I h-have t-to do?" he asked between laughs. 

"Say I'm the best girlfriend in the world and I might consider it," you giggled. 

"You're the best g-girlfriend in the w-world. Now, stop!" he giggled again. You stop, but then he starts ticking you. 

"Pay back's a bitch, ain't she?" he ask.

QOTD: Where Are Your Ticklish Spots?

Sorry...  That Zayn's And Harry's Are The Same. I Couldn't Think Of Anything.