"So do you think he'll do it?" I hear Emily shout to Ashton and Calum.
The music is blaring and there are lights flashing all around the room. We've been at this party for about 2 hours and I've been left to do my own thing for like most of that time.
The other three have just been talking, so I've been drinking and talking to some people that I've never met before.
I didn't come to this party just to talk to the same people I always talk to. I came to have fun, so that's what I'm doing.
Ten minutes passed, I was still talking to people I had never met before, but I noticed that Emily was still talking to Calum and Ashton.
From what I could hear from their conversation, it sounded like thy were still in a deep conversation about if "he" will do it or not.
I decided to not get involved in what ever they're talking about this time, it always ends up bad on me.
Less than a minute later, I found myself in the kitchen, making myself another drink, I grabbed the large bottle of vodka and filled my cup to the brim, sipping it slowly making sure it doesn't overflow the cup.
Pushing through a crowded kitchen with a full cup of vodka will always be a bad idea, nobody says "excuse me" or even "move" everything is just push and shove, if your drink spills, your drink spills, no one gives a fuck.
By the time if found my way back to the front room, I'd already drank half of the vodka in my cup, meaning I'll probably be venturing back to the kitchen in about ten minutes time, but until then, I'll just stand around and watch dozens of drunken teenage boys play beer pong.
I stood and watched the group of young lads playing beer pong until I finished my drink. Once again, I had to battle my way through the crowd of drunken teenagers to get to the kitchen.
I got pushed into one boy, which caused him to spill his beer all over himself. "Hey! Watch where you're going. Because of that, you can get me another drink." I shrugged and nodded as I walked past him, heading towards the kitchen.
It's not like I had to pay for another drink for him, and I was getting one anyway.
I waited for a good 5 minutes to get the drinks, because a load of other people were getting drinks too.
Finally, I got the drinks an headed back to the dude I saw before. As I handed it to him, he rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in the air.
"It's about bloody time! I've been thirsting to my death here mate!" I frowned at him and walked away.
As I reached the front room, I heard my name being called by a few people. I turned my head too quickly, causing me to have whiplash. I closed my eyes and scrunched up my face in pain.
Leaning my head to each side, I tried to focus my attention to who was shouting me.
I quickly saw a newly dyed black mess of hair, which I gathered was Michael, so I started walking towards him until I saw that he was sat in circle, with his leg crossed like a fucking five year old in school, I let out a little chuckle as I joined the circle, sitting down next to Michael, also crossing my legs, because sitting on the floor is uncomfortable as fuck.
"Who's up for a game of truth or dare?" The blonde sitting opposite me yelled, gaining everyone's attention in the circle.
Everyone mumbled "sure" or "fine" but all I did was groan.
"How old do you think we are? 12?" I roll my eyes.
Truth or Dare was another way of saying, "tell us who you want to fuck, or fuck someone" and it's one of the worst things you can get yourself into at a party.
