Ashton: "I can’t believe you" Ashton said as he sat on the couch with his arms crossed. "How could you? Honestly" he pouted. "Ashton I’m sorry that I forgot you wanted cookies from the store" you said, walking over to him. "Well it’s not okay" he said, avoiding eye contact. "Well I guess I’m just gonna have to tickle the forgiveness out of you" you said. His contagious giggle erupted from him when you started tickling him. Eventually his strong hands grabbed your wrists and stopped you. "I am sorry, darling. I promise I’ll get you some next time" you said, kissing him on the nose.
Calum: ”Calum, it’s time to wake up” you said, slowly easing the blanket off him. He groaned and turned over, trying to avoid the light that was now shining on him. “Cal, come on. You need to wake up” he continued to lay in bed and not move. “Fine, you leave me no choice” you began tickling his sides. He couldn’t help but begin laughing and trying to escape your touch. Eventually he got his arms wrapped around you and he pulled you onto the bed with him. “Well now none of us are gonna get up” you said as he cuddled his face into the back of your neck. “Good” he smiled.
Luke: "Babe, have you seen my snapback?" Luke asks as he walks into your room. "You mean this one?" you said, grabbing his snapback and putting it on your head. "Yes, that one. Can I please have it? I have to go!" he said, walking towards you. "I don’t think so" you said, beginning to move away from him. "Y/N, I’m serious" he pleaded. You continued running from him until he trapped you in his arms. He took his hat off your head and put it on his own. Suddenly you grabbed for it but Luke pinned you down. "The tickle monster is here to tell you not to steal my things" he said before attacking you with his fingers. You squealed and begged for him to stop. "Aren’t you in a hurry to get going?" you reminded him.
Michael: You were feeling quite bored one day so you decided to be childish and repeat everything Michael said in an australian accent. Once he realized what you were doing it was his goal to make you stop. “Nooo” he said, covering his face with his hands. “Nooo” you repeated. “That accent is terrible!” He exclaimed and you repeated it. “Y/N” he whined as he moved closer to you. “Stop copying me” he pouted which did nothing but cause you to repeat him again. He crawled on top of you, “If you don’t stop I’m gonna have to resort to one thing I know you can’t stand” he threatened. After you replied with his same words he brought his fingers down to your sides and began to tickle you. “You can’t repeat me now, can you?” he joked, still tickling you. He finally quit after you agreed to stop copying him. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and laid down next to you.
