Unpredictable (Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 3.

Harry led me over to the living room, where everyone from his group was already sitting at a few chairs and on the floor.

"Elle! You didn't chicken out!" Brooke said, running over to my side. I just laughed and smiled at her. A random person that I didn't know handed me a red cup with a red liquid inside. I looked at it odly, swishing it around.

"Well aren't you going to drink it?" Niall asked me when I sat down on the floor next to him.

"Er, I don't drink."

"You hear that, guys? She doesn't even drink!" Niall said, laughing.

"You don't need to be mean about it," I said defensively.

"Sorry, babe. I just thought it was funny." He grinned at me. More drinks were passed around, and half of the people I was sitting with were already hammered.

"Let's play truth 'r dare!" Calum slurred together. "Amber, truth or dare?"

She thought for a minute before giggling and saying, "Dare!"

"I dare y' to...take off your shirt and keep it off the whole night!" Amber giggled again before removing her top to reveal a black lace bra.

"Louis, truth or dare," Amber said.

"Truth."

Brooke whispered something into Amber's ear, before she giggled loudly again. "How many times have you fucked Bree?"

Bree must be the group slut then.

Louis shifted uncomfortably before blurting out. "4 times." Everyone in the group except me roared with laughter.

"Hey, guys," a guy I didn't recognize came up to us with a plate full of sweets. "I made some of my signature dessert items." He placed the tray in the middle of us. Mostly everyone reached in the middle to take something. I reached for a chocolate brownie.

"I don't think you want to eat that," Harry said to me, his British accent gruff.

"Why not?" What was he saying, was he calling me fat?"

"Well, seeing as how you don't like to drink, I seriously doubt you enjoy getting high." My hand shot away from the tray after he said that. I've never gotten high before, and I didn't plan on ever doing it either.

"Niall, truth or dare?" Bree asked, with a suggestive smirk on her lips.

"Dare," he answered, smirking back at her.

"I dare you to go do body shots with me." Niall shrugged his shoulders and sat next to Bree. She stripped off her shirt, and got a shot of a clear liquid. Niall got some salt from someone walking by, and sprinkled it along her stomach, placing the shot right in between where her breasts meet, and sticking a lime in her mouth. He licked off the salt, then took the shot, then ate the lime straight out of her mouth. It was revolting.

Once they were done, they came back to the group. "Elle, truth or dare?" Niall asked me.

"Dare," I said, feeling like I need to prove myself to these people.

"I dare you to kiss the hottest boy in the room."

"Niall!" I exclaimed. "I have a boyfriend! I'm not doing that."

"C'mon," he said, "it's just a kiss."

"Niall, don't make her do it," Harry said, surprisingly defending me.

"Okay, fine. But she has to do a truth then. So Elle, who is the hottest boy in the room?"

"Er..." I looked around, all of the boys in the group were now staring at me. I felt pressured.

"It's not like you're asking any of us out," Louis said with a cheeky grin. "It's just who you think is hot."

"Harry." The name rolled off my tounge before I could stop it. Harry stood up from where he was sitting on the floor and looked down at me. "Harry, don't take it personallu, I just-"

"Yeah, whatever," and he turned away and walked away from us, into the crowd of the party.

"You see what you do?" Bree said. "Now I need to go find him and make sure he's not scarred from you." With that, she walked away in the direction Harry left.

"Use protection," Calum joked. Now, it was my turn to stand up.

"What am I even doing here with you guys? I don't even like partying. And all you guys are doing is make fun of me and saying perverted jokes!" I turned to walk in the direction of the door.

"Wait, Elle!" Brooke shouted, comin after me. "Im sorry about them. Harry isnt...good. And Bree is just a little straight forward sometimes. The rest of us like you, I swear." I thought about it for a minute, but not before some drunk asshole had to stumble his way infront of me, and spill his dark red drink all over my front.

"Ughh!" I exclaimed, the guy gone before I could see his face. "I-I just need to go clean up." I ran towards the stairs before Brooke could say another word.

I opened the first door I could find, hoping it was a bathroom. Unfortunately, it was just an empty bedroom. I tried the door right next to it, and found myself looking at a clean cut boy with his head in between a naked girls' legs. I quickly shut the door before I could be seen.

I picked the next random door I could find and opened it, luckily it was a bathroom. Unluckily, it had Bree and Harry making out against the counter.

"Need something?" Bree asked, pulling away from the kiss and out of breath.

"Er, I was looking for a bathroom, and yeah.."

"Well keep looking," she snapped, putting her lips back on Harry.

"Wait," Harry said, pulling away. "You should go now, Bree. Before they think we're up here fucking."

"Fine," She whined, leaving me alone in the bathroom with Harry.