Wait! She Knows Who We Are and She Didn't Fangirl?!

Truth, or Dare?

Crystal’s POV

Great, another round of truth or dare with the boys… We sat in a circle, the girls made one half, while the boys made the other half… well actually… there are more girls than boys… but whatever…

We all sat down and went over the rules. “Are we playing the bottle version,” Jo asked. Louis nodded. Jo walked out of the room. Everyone looked around questioningly. I just got out note cards and wrote down some dares. This game was going to be epic! Sure I’ve played with the boys before, but that was just a… practice round…

Jo came back into the room with an empty bottle of lime juice… oh… this child and her obsession with margaritas… NON-ALCOHOLIC OF COURSE!!! Psh, the non-sense you people say…

She set the bottle down in the middle of the circle… or oval… apparently we’re just too good for circles, Louis’s words, not mine! Anyway, you can’t back out of a dare, otherwise you have to sleep on the top of the bus… it’s safe… kinda… there are walls that are four feet high, so you would think that it wouldn’t be that bad… keep in mind, we are in Sweden… but I’m sure they’ll understand… it’s just snow and temperatures below freezing… and they will have one blanket…

“So remember, only one chicken per pers-” Jo began to say. “Yah, yah,” Louis said, cutting her off, LET THE GAMES BEGIN!”

I smirked, and may the odds be ever in your favor, I thought evilly.

“ME FIRST,” Louis cried out, spinning the bottle before anyone else could stop him. Rolling our eyes we let him continue. The bottle began to slow down and it landed on… Emma…

Emma’s POV

“Truth or dare,” he asked.

“Dare,” I said without hesitation. I saw Louis smirk evilly in my direction. Then his gaze shifted to Harry… he’s not going to make me ki- nah, he wouldn’t… would he?!

“Emma, I want you too…” he pretended to ponder as he ‘stroked his beard’ “Go outside, walk over to the first guy you see and pretend that he never called you back after you two went out on your first date.”

Hmm… this was actually a good dare… I shrugged and got up. It’s a good thing we were at a rest area right now… but I really don’t want to have to do this dare to some fifty-three-year-old truck driver… I went outside and the first person I was a buff guy… I walked up to him and saw his face… He was sort of hot…

I took a deep breath and stalked over to the man. “How may I help you,” he smirked at me. I held in a gag and began, “I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT YOU DIDN’T CALL ME BACK! WHAT KIND OF PERSON DOESN’T CALL A GIRL BACK AFTER THEIR FIRST DATE?! I KNOW WHY! IT’S BECAUSE YOU’RE A BELIEBER AND I’M A HARMONIZER, ISN’T IT?! WELL GUESS WHAT, YOU CAN TAKE MY NUMBER AND FEED IT TO THE KANGAROOS, BECAUSE ONLY A SICK TWISTED PERSON WOULDN’T WANT TO MAKE THE PENGUINS OF THE WORLD HAPPY!” I screamed at him.

His reaction was quite funny. He was so sure that I was going to hit on him… his look was something between shock and ‘this chick needs to go see a therapist’.

I walked back onto the bus and everyone was laughing, except for Harry, who looked kind of relieved… I sat back down in the cir- I’m sorry, oval. I spun the bottle and it landed on… Liam… Liam? Really?! Now I can’t be mean *all directioner simultaneously agree and nod their heads*

It was funny to see Liam look worried though… but I still went easy on him. “Truth or dare Liam,” I questioned.

After about thirty long seconds, he cautiously said dare . “Liam,” I dare you jump up and down and say ‘I’m a dinacorn fairy’ every time someone says spoons. (A/N: A dinacorn fairy is a magnificent creature, and the first person to ask me what it is, gets the answer, and a dedication on this very chapter!)