"I don't love you"

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A/N: so this is the one I accidentally published a while ago... it's here now and I hope you enjoy 😂

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(Reece's POV)

George, Blake & I were in LA for 3 weeks to write and record some new songs. We had to be at the studio early today but first came the struggle of waking the other boys up.

"George, Blake, get up!" I yelled and opened the curtains.

They both groaned in response and put a pillow over their faces. I walked over to Blake and ripped the sheets off him.

"Oh come on, stop whining. We can't be late." I sighed.

He groaned again before getting up and stomping towards the shower. I walked over to George and shook him. Usually he's the easiest to wake up but he didn't seem like he wanted to life today.

"Come on George, we have to leave soon." I shook him again.

"No. Leave me alone." He grunted.

"You can't just say no! We have responsibilities." I laughed.

"I don't want to."

"Honey you're not 3, stop whining and deal with it." I sighed.

He lifted his head a little and opened his eyes to look at me.

Wait- did I just call him honey?

"Get up!" I yelled with a slight laugh.

"Make me." He smirked.

Oh god, he's gonna be fun today.

"You're such a child."

He just giggled.

"Fine. You want me to make you? I will." I smirked.

I launched onto him and started ticking him. He was laughing so hard to the point he almost couldn't breathe, but he didn't really seem to mind.

"Reece I need to breathe!" He yelled through the laughter.

"Then get up." I smiled smugly.

"No!"

I knew his most ticklish spot and I didn't hesitate to go for it. He screamed before laughing again and trying to grab my hands. One was just above his hipbone on his side and the other was on his chest pinning him down.

He eventually got hold of my hands and gave in. "Fine, fine! I'll get up just please stop." He laughed.

"Deal." I grinned.

He kept my hands in his as he regained his breath and I just let him. I sat there, watching him as he struggled for air but kept that same amused smile on his face that made every girls heart melt. After a minute he released my hands from his grip and sat up, but, since we were so close from our little argument, our faces ended up only an inch apart and I could feel his breath on my lips.

"S-sorry." He said quickly and moved away from me.

I laughed to try and ease the tension. "Nah all good."

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