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Chapter 15: Truth or Dare?

I never thought anything could ever be better then eating pizza, that is until I started dating Harry Styles.

Over the next few days after the Platinum Theater we did normal couple stuff: kiss, cuddle, play games, kiss, hang out with the other One Direction members, go out to dinner, kiss, hang out at new places, kiss, hug, kiss. Did I mention kissing?

It was a Wednesday and the beginning of September. All of the kids running around to buy their last minute school supplies from the 99 cents shelf at Walmart.

It was a Friday night and me, Harry, and the rest of the boys were sitting in Liam and Zayn's apartment playing truth or dare. We were sitting in a circle on the hardwood floor with a green Heineken beer bottle spinning to choose the next contender.

Liam spun the bottle and rubbed his hand together evilly waiting for his victim, nobody knew what the crazy boy had going on in his head in terms of the dares. The bottle came to a stop landing on the not so lucky Harry Styles.

"Truth or dare?" asked Liam.

"Dare," he replied back.

"Ok I dare you to wear Chris's bra for the rest of the game," I really didn't have a problem with it so I just went into a different room and slipped it off before handing it to Harry. He looked at me skeptically before taking his shirt off and trying to get the bra on.

"Geez, how do you girls do this everyday?" Harry said spinning in circles trying to get it to clip together. By this point I was laughing so hard my knees went weak and I had to sit on the floor. I helped Harry clip it on and Harry came back into the circle looking as feminine as ever in his pink zebra bra.

"My turn," said Harry as he spun the bottle. By this point in the game I already had to make out with Harry infront of everybody and lick Niall's armpit. That was disgusting.

Harry's spinner landed on Louis. "Truth or dare?" said Harry.

"Dare."

"Okay... I dare you to prank call somebody on Chris's contact list," reluctantly I handed over my phone.

"Hmm... who should I call," said Louis scrolling through my phone, "maybe... Danielle? Stephanie? Ed?" No he couldn't do Ed that was my last horrible boyfriend. He was my first real boyfriend and he was so over protective at the worst point he wouldn't even let me go to the grocery store by myself. He got really angry when I broke up with him, I kept his contact so that when he called I knew not to pick up.

Louis must have seen the look on my face and said, "Okay... maybe not Ed but how about--"

All of the sudden my phone started ringing.

"Who is it?" I said.

"It's your mom..." Louis said and I froze. I haven't talked to my mom in almost five years since I left for college.  She turned into such a mean person when my dad died.

Harry looked at me. I told Harry the whole story of my family when he asked. I swallowed the huge lump in my throat and reached out for my phone. I answered in and put it to my ear. My hands were shaking so Harry wrapped me up in a hug, it calmed my nerves down a lot just to know he was here with me. The boys looked. at us weird that we were making such a big deal that my mom was calling.

"Hello?" I said.

"Is this Chris?" said my mom.

"Yeah."

"Chris! My baby! How are you? I'm so sorry I haven't called you in such a long time," Did she really just say she was sorry. That was not the mom I left back home. That mom would be screaming insults at me.

"I'm good, but why are you calling me out of the blue?"

"Oh, honey. I got sent to an alcoholic rehab program and they've been helping my out. I've been alcohol free for 5 months now! They are also helping me deal with the loss of your dad, and they finally let me call you today! I just want you to know that I love you so much and anything that I said to you while I was in that state is a lie. You are such a smart and beautiful girl!"

"That's really great mom! Thank you!" Happy tears started streaming down my face. Harry could hear the whole conversation so he was smiling wide and placed a kiss on my forehead. I was so happy my mom had gotten help, but it was going to take just a little more then sorry to make up for all of the things she did to me.

"So since it is my birthday tomorrow, the rehab place let's me take a day off. I was wondering if I could come and visit you?"

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Parcc this week :( Standardized testing sucks! You feel?