Greece One Shots

Ticklish

A/N: The start of this is inspired by a real argument between me and NewHopeTahlz so tell me, what do you think the lyrics are? Anyways, the rest of it's inspired by an idea I saw on Pinterest and decided to make my own.
Hope you enjoy xx

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(Reece's POV)

George and I were listening to music at his house. We were just on the couch chilling when What Your Father Says by The Vamps came on. We were both singing along when I noticed he sang a different lyrics to me. We both just froze and looked at each other.

"What did you just say?" George asked me.

"Says that you're wrong for me." I told him.

"It's 'says that you're right for me'."

"What? No it's not, that doesn't even make sense!"

"What, how?!"

We were both sat up straight at this point, getting a little too into the argument.

"'Says that you're wrong for me' means that her father said that he's wrong for her, the next line is 'forget what your father says' so it only makes sense." I explained.

"No but 'says that you're right for me' is referring to the line beforehand." He too explained.

"Mine makes more sense."

"Maybe for people with no brain." He mumbled.

"Hey, I heard that! You just don't want to admit I'm right."

"No, you're wrong."

"The lyrics are wrong, not right." I told him.

I tried speaking again but he wouldn't let me.

"No, shush! Just let me share my opinion." He interrupted me.

"Why when it's irrelevant?"

"Excuse me, save the sass for later. And stop speaking."

"Don't tell me what to-"

"Sshhhh!" He said as he brought a finger to my mouth.

I tried biting his finger but he pulled back and poked me instead.

"Hey!" I yelled, shoving him slightly.

"I told you to shut up." He said as he poked my stomach, a small smirk playing on his lips.

I can see where this is heading, it wouldn't be the first time. We often end up play fighting and usually for stupid reasons like this.

"Don't touch me." I glared sarcastically.

"Don't tell me what to do." He mocked.

"Oh now you've done it."

"What are you gonna do, fight me?" He raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms.

"Nah, I know you have a high pain tolerance. But I also know something else about you..." I smirked. "You're very, very ticklish."

"No, no, no! Please don't." He said as he moved his hands to cover his stomach.

I lifted up my hands and started wriggling my fingers, slowly moving closer to him.

"Reecey, I said please!" He begged.

"And you know what else you said?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I'm sorry! Just please don't tickle me."

"It's too late to apologise George. Good luck getting out of this one." I smirked.

I could see as the panic began to rise in his eyes. And then, I launched on to him, tickling him to the point he couldn't breathe.

"Reece stop!" He yelled out, getting cut off by a loud laugh.

We were both sitting upright with our hands all over each other. I was tickling him, he was tickling me. His laugh was filling my ears like music. But he was also squealing like a girl. I didn't know if I was laughing more because he was tickling me or because of the way he was screaming and laughing. He's such a dork, yet here I am mucking around with him anyways. I knew he had a ticklish spot on the sides of his stomach so I went straight for that spot as he tried pushing my hands away. He started fighting back and eventually I lost the strength to keep me upright and fell backwards. In our desperate attempt to stay on the couch and not fall off, we clang onto each other, him now leaning over me. And in that moment, everything froze. I realised where our hands were placed and felt butterflies in my stomach. He had one hand on the back of my neck and the other clinging onto my hair, his legs holding on tightly to my own. My hands were placed lightly on his hips with my thumbs sitting on his hipbones slightly under his shirt. He was wearing that adorable smile he does, his eyes sparkling as they looked into my own. And it was at this moment, I realised just how much I've been aching to kiss him. My gaze fell down to his lips and I couldn't pull it away. When I forced myself to look back to his eyes, I saw he was frowning a little and god did it only make him 10x cuter. His hair was a mess and so was mine. We were a mess. Everything in this situation just made my want to kiss him grow rapidly, so much to the point I actually decided to. I lifted my head up slightly and pressed my lips to George's. He pulled back slightly out of shock but still kissed back. This is definitely not how I saw my day ending but I couldn't complain. I pulled back for a moment before going in for a second kiss which he seemed to enjoy as he parted his lips, allowing me to slide my tongue in. I moved my hands from his hips to his waist, pulling him closer to me while he grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged slightly. A small moan escaped my lips which I was slightly embarrassed about. He pulled back and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Oh shut up, I bet I could make you moan." I snarled playfully.

"Yeah? Try me." He said, the last part in a whisper.

I brought my lips back to his and slid my hands around to his back. I tried flipping us over before realising we were on the couch... Safe to say that didn't end well. We both fell of and I landed on top of him. The two of us were laughing hard and I couldn't help but smile at how happy he sounded, and looked.

"Reece I can't kiss you if you're smiling." He chuckled.

"Wow, should I apologise for being happy?" I answered sarcastically.

"Never." He smiled before kissing me again.

So in the end we agreed to disagree and spent majority of the day kissing and cuddling. I never pictured I'd fall for George, I'm not sure why, he's exactly my type, but I couldn't be happier that I did. He's perfect, and now, he's mine.
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A/N: This one is for kk3285 & lustnhc 😂❤️

Also thank you guys for 3K! It means the world to me xxx