Chapter Six

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He sits back with them, when Niall says "well done, Styles."
What.
"She's agreed to play."
Oh, he talked to me for the dare.
Me?
"That was the dare?" I ask Niall.
"Yeah, we dared him to get the first beautiful girl he sees to play with us."
Then Harry clearly needs to get his eyes checked.
But he thinks I'm beautiful?

A blonde spins the bottle of coke in the middle of of the circle. I'm nervous.
It points to Niall.
He chooses truth.
"When was the last time you had a good wanking?" She asks, smirking at him.
What the hell.
"Long time ago." He answers, kinda uninterested.
It's Niall's turn to spin the bottle. It points to Harry.
"Truth or dare?"
"Truth"
"What's your size?"
The same blonde asks. Bloody slut.
"I don't know, seven I guess"
"Unbelievable, tell the truth"
He stands up and starts undoing his jeans.
"Fine!" Niall says.
He chuckles and sits back again.
Then he spins the bottle. It points to me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Truth or dare?"
"Umm.. Truth"
I'm too lazy to do something.
And who knows if I'm lying or not.
"Have you ever been in love?"

That's not sexual, neither expected.

Well, I had a boyfriend in the ninth grade, but I didn't love him. Hell, he wasn't even a proper boyfriend. He just wanted to get in my pants. And he was a very bad kisser. I was scared of relationships after that. He ruined it for me.
"No.''
Nobody seems to be interested in the answer as much as him.

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