"Harry!" I screamed. "St-stop it hurts!" I tried to wiggle away.

"Oh no you don't!" He grabbed me firmly and kept on going.

"WIll you two knock it off back there, the laughter is killing me!" Shouted Louis from up front.

"Louis they are only having fun, let them be." Liam protested against Louis.

"Harry I c-I can't breathe!" I panted. He had been tickling me for the past 10 minutes to cure his boredness.

"Her face is red like a tomato!" Niall exclaimed.

I was slapping his hands and trying to push him away but no matter what he kept on tickling me. It started a few minutes ago after he let out a sigh and said his thoughts on how boring this drive was. That's when he started tickling me unexpectedly. Everyone had turned and watched once my loud hysterical giggles broke the some what silence. I was kicking and tossing trying to get out of Harry's grasp and all were chuckling at how nutty I looked.

"You have to beg!" Harry kept repeating but I stubbornly kept refusing.

"Bricklyn just give in and say it." Rachael was laughing along, tempting me to give up.

"Fine! Harry please, I am begging you to stop!" I surrendered. Instantly his hands were drawn away and a big smirk was spread across his beautiful face.

We were in a funny looking van that could probably pass as a bus but was shaped like a pedophile van. We were heading to the boys next concert location where we would spend a few days. They had interviews, special appearances, and two concerts there. It had only been two hours since we departed from Sydney and it was going to take us about 9 more hours before we finally made it to Brisbane.

"Why are we driving again?" Asked Rachael obviously impatient with whoever thought driving there was a good idea.

"It was someones idea that we should drive to get to talk more." Louis said giving Harry a suspicious glare.

"Hey, everyone needs some bonding time." Harry slowly nuzzled closer as he spoke.

"Oh I see now." Rachael teased rolling her eyes and leaning forward to speak to Niall and Zayn up front.

"I wanted to spend some more time with you." Harry whispered in my ear before he started nibbling on my ear lobe.

"I see." I scooted a bit more towards Harry giggling.

"FINALLY!" Zayn shouted and shoved as we came to our destination.

"Calm down buddy, everyone will be able to get out." Niall rolled his eyes at Zayn's lack of patients as he was climbed over.

"Harry that was a stupid idea mate." Louis scoulded.

"We are here aren't we?"

"We could have gotten here hours ago if we took a plane."

"Ok whatever Louis, next time we will fly."

This time the boys weren't in the same suit like in Sydney so they slit up so some of the boys had to share. Of course me and Rachael had a room to share. Zayn and Harry were roomates, as was Niall and Liam but made it a threesome with Louis.

"Maybe you and Harry should share a room." Suggest Rachael.

"You know my mom won't allow it, only way for me to come."

"Bricklyn you are almost 19, you are a big girl, you can do whatever you want. Plus I don't see your mom around." She said as she pretended to search around the room.

"Still, it would be awkward." I mumbled.

"No it wouldn't, here I will go and tell Harry he can sleep here tonight." Rachael shouted as she ran out of the room before I could respond.

Mouth stooping open, I thought once again how this lady was crazy. Crossing my fingers that Harry would say no and reject the offer I heard footstep calming towards the room. Please don't be Harry, please don't be Harry. Damn it!

"So you want to sleep with me now eh?" His deep raspy voice sound from the door, Rachael prancing towards her bed with a pleasing smile.

"NO!" I blurted clasping my hands over my mouth, glaring at Rachael.

"Then why did Rachael tell me that you wish you could share a room with me?" Harry had confused all written on his face.

"Because Rachael is a freak and thought it was funny." Speaking I gave Rachael another one of my glares.

"So you don't want to spend the night with me?" Still confused Harry was.

"Not exactly, I do but...yeah."

"I can stay or leave, your choice." Dicisions dicisions. I bit my bottom lip trying to make up my mind.

"Fine, you can stay for one night. Just one night." I clarified.

"Okay, I will be back then to tell Zayn. Rachael you good with this?" Of course she was going to be okay with this, it's Rachael for god sakes.

"No problem Harry really!" She smiled deviously at me which faded once I gave a friendly hand gesture of my middle finger.

"I hate you, die!" I heckled.

"You know you love me and you're welcome." She flashed those pearly whites again. "Just ignore me and pretend I am not here tonight."

Harry came back knocking on the door which Rachael was happy enought to run over and open for him. He smiled at her and walked over to my bed and plopped down.

"So I am sleeping here tonight?" Clarifying it to make sure.

"Yeah and I will sleep here, trying not to make a sound as you and Bricklyn, you know." Rachael made a disturbing gesture by thrusting her hips forward and back.

"RACHAEL!" I shouted horrified. Harry just chuckled and shook his hair fixing it back into position.

"What? You don't know what could go on tonight." She shrugged climbing inbetween the sheets.

"So Bricklyn, got some sexy pj's?" Harry asked winking which I couldn't help but blush and laugh at his bantering.

"No, do you?"

"I don't wear pj's." He winked again sending the message clear and loud.

"Uh..." I was about to assure him that if he planned on sleeping in the same bed with me then clothing needed to be provided.

"I am just kidding, I brought some sweats." He laughed at my awkwardness and made his way to the bathroom to change.

"You would love to touch him." Rachael muttered.

"No." Was all I said as I climbed onto the bed, reaching to grab the magazine I had tried to read on the ride here but the boys had kept me from concetrating enough to get a few pages in.

"Don't read those drags." Harry said knocking the magazine out of my hand and tossing it over his shoulder, than making himself at home as he climbed into the sheets.

"I was reading that!" I pouted.

"It is just gossip, never believe it, it is all trash." He said grabbing me under the sheets and pulling me down so he could spoon me. Kissing my hair and squeezing my core.

"It is entertaining to read about Harry Styles secret life with his anonymous wife." I teased.

"Ugh, again lies!" He huffed, hugging me tighter towards him.

"This is nice." I mummbled hoping he wouldn't hear it.

"It is. We should do it more."

"Like that's going to happen." Harry leaned over and kissed my cheek.

"How long has it been since we have been dating?" He asked.

"A little over 3 months. Why?" Curious as to why he brought this up.

"Just feels like it has been longer." He mummbled tiredly.

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, it actually is a good thing because Bricklyn, I believe I love you."

I turned around to face Harry, his eyes closed. I leaned in and kissed his lips gently parting them aside. His lips quicky followed.

"I love you too." I said as I broke away turning back around. His arms wrapping tightly around me pulling me into his chest. Yes this did feel nice. "Rachael I hope you enjoyed that." I called.

"I did." Her voice straining to keep control in the darkness.