His Secret Admirer

Chapter 6

IMPORTANT NOTE: Okay so some of this stuff might be um, a little awkward and you might not like it. Im really sorry, but the game Truth does get REALLY personal. For this chapter I'm not going to make it simple and I'm sorry if I offend anyone. I NEED you guys to tell me if you think the questions are too bad or not. I didn't ask that many questions either, because I wanted to see what you guys thought. MAybe tell me if you think the questions should get hard or suggest some? Thanks alot and enjoy tthe chapter!

I felt a smile, a deivlish one that my friends knew came with trouble. "Sure" I said, knowing mt eyes held a gleam from the way he was lookingat me. "Want to play a game?"

"A game' he asked, like it was a new word. I had to hold back a fit of giggles that threatened to escape.

"Yeah, truth" I said,trying not to smile as much as I was. He look on his face was absolutely priceless and I couldn't help but laugh. It was a mix between fear and absolute confussion that was just too funny. "Haven't you ever heard of Truth?" He just shook his head. "Well it's a simple game. I ask a question, you answer it. That's all."

"Really" he asked, like there was some catch. "That's all?"

"Tell the truth, answer the question" I said with a shrug. "If you pass and I answer the next question, I win. And vice versa. Simple as that."

"How is that a game" he said, sitting on my rolling chair backwards, still facing me. "That's so boring!"

"Oh it gets intense" I said, walking over to my bed. He turned the chair to look at me. "Girls get so catty during this game, you wouldn't believe it." I shook my head thinking of how once Tiffany made 3 girls cry during one game, we should've stopped when the first girl left in tears. BUt it only made the game more fun Tiffany. She could be such a rude person, she usually was.

"I highly doubt that" he said, looking over at me strangely. I was laying on my bed now, my feet sticking up in the arm crossed over each other. I don't know why I wasn't nervous antmore, I never had a guy up her before. I never had ANYONE up her before.

"Tiffany made 3 girls cry while playing" I said. "Two of them at the same time, she cane be such...such a rude person." He snickered at me, "what so funny?"

"Such a rude person" he mocked me, trying to do a high girl voice. "Don't you curse, like ever?"

"No" I said slowly, thinking it over, realizing I haven't cursed before. "My mom says it's unlady-like."

"So you do have parents" he said, more to himself than me. "Where are they?" I felt my face pale a little and I swallowed, hard. He looked up at me, his eyebrows scrunching together. "hey, you okay" he asked, genuine concern in his voice. "You don't look so hot."

'yeah, I'm um" I felt like bile was rising in my mouth as I thought of my parents. I didn't hate them, it was just such an unpleasent thing to talk about. "I'm just..nothing, nevermind." His eyebrows were raised, still conccerned I guess.

"So,,Truth" he said, still looking at me strangly. "You want to start?"

"Sure" I almost sighed in relief. "Well...I guess I'll start easy on you." I felt a little smile tigging at one coner of my mouth. "Stupiest thing you've ever done?"

"Really? You can't do better" he asked, sitting up straighter. Probably offended that I wouldn't ask tough questions.

"Are you passing" I asked, my smile growing wider as I watched him slightly glare at me.

"I'm not" he said defensively. "Well, I've done a lot of stupid stuff. " I gave a one ha laugh, of course he has. He's a guy, he glared at me a little again, in a joking kind of way. "I guess maybe the time I trusted my friends to pick out my date outfit."

I burst out laughing, "are you joking?"

"Yeah, yeah" he said. "You weren't the one left in a clown suit and no other clothes for a date." I burst into another fit of giggles. "Okay my turn" he rubbed his chin like he always did. An evil smirk came onto his face, looks like guys can be catty too. "HAve you ever stuffed your bra" he asked, his smirk even bigger now.

"So now I know you were looking at my chest before" I said, making him blush. "No, I don't and won't."

"Why" he asked, the blush still creeping down his neck.

"It's like cheating or something" I said with a wave of my hand, I've been asked that question at least twice. And I've heard so much worse. "My turn" I said, a smirk coming to my face. "You have to date one of your band members, who?"

His eyes grew wide, "are you asking-"

"Yep" I said happily, knowing exactly what he was going to ask. I could ask just as embarrassing questions as him, I could ask worse if I wanted to. But what's the fun in that?

"I, um, well" he was floundered over his words. "I haven't though-" my phone buzzed on the bed and he sighed like it just saved his life. It was from Tiffany. 'Gurly, get ur butt over here!!!! Party iz startin!!!' I rolled my eyes at the text and looked at the clock, it was almost 6:30. Who has a party start so early? I blinked in surprise, I ddin't realize how much time had passed. "Who was that?"

"Just some girl I know" I said in an annoyed groan. "IShe's making me go to some stupid party."

"Where" he asked, leaning on the chair.

"Some kid she likes" I said, forgetting already. "His name is Devin or Kevin or something. His brother is throwing it."

"Baby Kevin invited you to that party" He said, a little surprised, and angry. That's weird. "We're heading over there too." I raised an eyebrow at him and he nodded, "I can give you a ride if you want."

"Oh.." I was surprised he offered, I was just going to tell Tiffany that I couldn't get a ride. "Um, thanks." I got up and picked up the brush that was on my night stand. Running it through my hair a few times. I headed towars the door, "oh, and don't think I forgot about my question." He groaned and got up from the chair.

"Guys we're going to a party" he yelled down the stairs. We heard some shuffling around. "WE're coming down now!" We walked down to see them awkwardly sitting on the couch next to each other. Trying to look like they weren't doing anything.

"Wait" Lucas said looking at me, the same kind of protective, stern look that an older brother would have. "Aurora's coming to a serior party?"

"Baby Kevin invited her" Aidan said, Lucas still glared at him. "Hey it's not my fault she's going." Aidan raised his hands up as if he were surrendering.

"Fine...but you better keep an eye on her" Lucas said. I looked over at Aidan, he didn't seem mad...but could it be happy? Why would he be happy to keep an eye on me?

"Come on" Lucas mumbled, grabbing Amy's hand and leading her to the door. "Let's go." My key was in my pocket, I locked it as we left. Lucas and Amy went to the back making me sit in the front again. As Aidan back out of my drive way I thought I saw the faint trace of a smile.