Irresistible

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven

Ariella's POV

I ran a hand through my dark brown hair as my eyes fluttered around at everyone. We'd been playing Truth or Dare for the last hour, though it seemed like less than that. Time had been passing fast. I spotted Isabelle lying on Harry's lap with her arms crossed, but Harry was smiling cheekily. Yeah, that had been Harry's dare to Is; she had to sit on his lap for the rest of the game. It took a while, but Isabelle had finally given in.

Audrey had a lot of things written on her face now, things I'd rather not say. Louis had gone at her after she made him wear the dress- which he's still wearing, by the way- and they were still at an all-out war with each other. I found the glares they give each other quite funny.

Other than that, no major changes had been made. Except for a few people's pride. But that's not a big surprise, since we were playing this game with the 'one and only' One Direction.

I might've been the only one safe right now, thank goodness. I've stayed a bit quiet through the game, hoping I wouldn't be dared to do something I'd really regret.

Though as I saw Louis's smirk land on me, I stiffened and knew I'd spoken too soon. "Truth or Dare, my lovely Ariella?"

"Dare," I stated slowly, carefully watching the lad with slightly narrowed eyes. If I would've even tried to say the word Truth, Lou would just give me a dare. So, techniquely, I didn't have much of a choice.

"You and Zayn switch shirts."

I cocked an eyebrow but sighed and stood up to go to the bathroom before Lou stopped me. "No, that's no fun. Have Zayn take off your shirt, and you take off Zayn's shirt."

My eyes widened in alarm as I breathed out an I-can't-believe-this chuckle. "No. No, no, no. And, uh, no."

Louis's smirk grew, and I felt my cheeks heat up in slight anger, but mainly in embarassement. Of all the dares that boy could've given me... I looked to the other girls, expecting them all to start defending me. But instead, I saw four pairs of eyes staring at me. They were silent, though I knew they would burst out laughing before long. I gazed over at Kathryn and Liam, but they just shrugged their shoulders. So much for being responsible.

You have to be joking, I thought, feeling my cheeks burn. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Zayn frowning and looking equally embarassed. I knew there was no way out of this one. "I'm seriously going to muder you, Tomlinson," I hissed, frowning as I turned to look at Zayn.

He sent me a little sheepish smile, and I returned it weakly. He reached forward towards the buttons of the blouse I was wearing and hesitated, looking up at me with permisson. I shrugged, and he bit his lip lightly before unbuttoning the first button. Then the second. He went down until he hit the last button and tried not to look at me. I could tell he was trying really hard as he slipped the shirt off of me. I was secretly glad I wore my favorite, lacy black bra.

I heard a whistle from Harry and felt my cheeks become as hot as ever. I reached down and grabbed the hem of Zayn's shirt, slowly pulling it over his head. If you thought Louis's stomach was toned, then you should really take a look at Zayn's. God, I knew I was practicly drooling when I pulled it off, and I heard him chuckle lightly when he caught me staring. I quickly cleared my throat and heard a few giggles behind me as I slipped his shirt on me.

"There. Happy, ya shower of cunts?" I stated, crossing my arms over my chest and looking over the laughing crowd.

"Oh my God, Ari, I think Zayn's having a bit of trouble," Isabelle giggled.

I turned and saw Zayn trying hard to put the blouse on. It was such a surprising and hilarious sight that I couldn't help the laughter that spilled out of my mouth. He finally managed to get his hands through the sleeves, but he couldn't button up the shirt. He soon gave in and just let it hang open. I let out another round of laughter.

"Ya see?" Louis laughed. "I come up with great dares!"

"Yeah, I'm still gonna kill you, Lou."

Isabelle's POV

I lied my head against Harry's chest, knowing he would find a way to postion me like this anyway. I still had amusement in my gaze everytime I looked at both Zayn and Ari. Oh, that dare was too good. I grinned a bit as I thought about it and let out a little breath. I felt incredibly tired, and I knew we weren't going to get any sleep once we arrived in LA.

But Harry wouldn't let me go. He had his right arm linked around both my legs, holding them together gently. And his other arm was wrapped around my waist. Seriously, I felt kinda uncomfortable.

But the cheeky curly haired lad seemed like he didn't mind at all. Once, I felt the hand he had resting on my knee start sliding up towards my thigh. I thought he would stop, but he didn't, and I allowed his hand to reach a bit past mid-thigh before I slapped it away.

He just cheekily smiled. That boy is really getting on my nerves.

I let out a breath and watched as Alison was dared to put lipstick on Niall. Not using her hands. I knew the guys thought there was going to be lipstick everywhere, but with Alison being Alison, she put it on his lips almost perfectly.

I giggled a bit, but was starting to feel a bit tired. I woke up at six in the morning so I could catch the bus and the coffee was starting to wear off. I snuggled my head a bit deeper into Harry's chest and felt my eyelids become a bit heavy.

The last thing I remember before slipping out of reality was a husky voice whisper, "Sweet dreams."

Audrey's POV

I stood from my spot on the floor I had settled on and let out a sigh. After playing this game for two and a half hours, I was starting to get a bit tired. "Well, it's been fun, but I think I better get some sleep."

My gaze flickered outside, and I saw with slight surprise that it was pretty dark outside. I checked my iPhone. Twelve thirty AM. Huh.

Yawning, i stretched my arms in the air and wrinkled my nose. "Same here," Lou agreed, and I narrowed my eyes in slight suspision at him. When he agreed with me, you knew nothing good was going to happen. Lou saw my glance and rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, princess; I'm not planning on doing anything."

Ha! That's a lie! I thought about saying it outloud. Instead, though, I shrugged. "I didn't say you were."

I gave him a fake smile and looked at the others. Harry was silently standing from the couch with Isabelle in his arms, making his way towards the girls' bunkroom. Hopefully just to put the girl to bed. Liam and Kathryn were whispering to each other. Probably either saying good-night or something. Ariella stood up from her spot on the table and looked back at Zayn, who was carefully trying to get out of her blouse. When it proved unsuccessful, Ari giggled and had to help him out. Ali had her head lying against Niall's shoulder, and Niall's head was resting on hers. They both looked like they were in a deep slumber.

i looked back at Louis and saw him taking a picture of everyone. He had a grin on his face as he posted it on Twitter, and I couldn't help the tiny smile that appeared on my lips at his expression.

I almost felt bad at the 'little' prank that was soon going to be put in motion.

Blinking my hazel eyes, I ran a hand through my dirty blonde hair before starting towards the bunkrooms. I turned and gave a little smile and wave to everyone before slipping into the room.

Five and a half hours left.