I Hate my Crush

Chapter eighteen: 60 Seconds.

{EDITED}

We all sit in a circle in the living room. A empty bottle of vodka and thirty something cards sit in the middle of us.

"So who's the first to go?" Monica asks after all of us are just staring in silence.

"You are all pussies." Dante says and spins the bottle. It lands on Blondie.

"Blondie truth or dare?"

"Hit me with a dare, baby!" He rises to his knees and picks up a card.

"Grind on the person to your left." He scrunches up his eyebrows and looks to his left. He let's out a sigh on relief when he sees Monica.

"Hurry up." She says laying on the floor a couple feet away from us. Dante starts the music and he climbs on top of Monica. We all hoot and he gets off her.

"That wasn't so bad." Blondie puts the card at the bottom and spins the bottle. This time landing on Gonzalo.

"Truth or dare?"

"Okay enough, everybody gonna choose dare." Everyone all agrees as Gonzalo picks up a card.

"Do a strip tease?" He asks raising an eyebrow. "Who the hell bought this, ya nasty."

"Wait, wait, wait, let me leave this is something I should never see." I stand up and walk to the other room. I come back in too early.

"Ew I need holy water." I sit down scrubbing my eyes with my hands.

"You are so dramatic." He chuckles.

"Thank you." I smile and flip my hair.

After a few more spins it lands in me. I grab a card and read it.

"Put on the most sexual song you have and dance to it." I then on my phone and look through my music.

"Wait, I'm so recording this." Blondie pulls out his phone and so do the others.

"No way Jose. Put the phones away." Damn, do you feel that my new mix tape's about to be fire.

"Just do the dare." I find the song, and my face turns red.

"Its an embarrassing song I can't."

"It can't be that bad."

"Trust me it is."

"Just do it." I sigh and out my phone on the counter playing the song.

"All ya'll pop your pussy like this.
Shake your body don't stop, don't miss." The song starts. "My neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack." I turn it off and sit down. Everyone is laugh or crying.

"That was hilarious." Dante wipes his eyes.

"That's the worst song you could ever have." Blondie laughs.

"I didn't even download it it was Xavier. I don't listen to it I just never deleted it." I shrug.

"Anyway. Let me spin." I spin it and it lands on Daniel. He picks up a card and smirks, but quickly covers it.

"Um, I don't think I can do this dare." He puts it face down in front of him. Jay grabs it and reads it.

"Why not?"

"What is it?" We all asks.

"Play 60 seconds with the person who dared you." If you're lost 60 seconds is you have 60 seconds to make said person moan.

"Do it!" Everyone chants I look at Gonzalo cheering us on.

"Come on, I thought keeping my innocence was important."

"Its not like you guys are having sex."

"But its like that." I whine. He have a stare down for a while.

"Set the timer." I grit through my teeth. I hop on a chair and Daniel stands it front of me.

"Don't enjoy it too much." He whispers.

"Trust me I won't."

You know I will.

"Go!" Dante says starting the timer.

His thumbs rub circles in my inner thigh. I suck in a deep breath and exhale slowly. He kisses and sucks on my neck before finding my sweet spot. I move my head to the side giving him more access. I bite me lip preventing the moan. He licks it and blows on it. A small moan escapes my mouth. I feel him grin against my neck. My hands fly up to my mouth.

"You're moan is adorable." He whispers shoving his hands into his jogger pockets, and walking away.

I remain seated as they stare at me, but I didn't care. I felt so weird. But somehow I loved it. With every circular motion my thighs were singed with bolts of electricity, with every kiss, with every nip heat ignited within me.

"Alexis are you alright." Xavier asks. I breath falters and I nod getting up. My knees felt weak as struggle to stand, and walk over to the group. They all snicker. I flip them off and slowly walk over to them.

"Woah, carefully." I tell myself after I almost fall. My body still in fire. And a fire burns every time Daniel and I make eye contact.

Its about twelve we end the game, and all go to our rooms. I snuggle into my covers and close my eyes.

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I flutter my my eyes at the sound if my name being called. I see Daniel. In his joggers without his shirt.

"Daniel, its three in the morning. Go away." He rub my eyes.

"I know, but I can't get you out of my head after that game. I mean, you're so..." He trails off.

"I don't understand." I pick my torso off my bed.

"Then I'll show you." He caress my cheeks before kissing me gently.

He slowly lays my down, not breaking the kiss. He licks my bottom lip asking for entrance. He tongue goes into my mouth, his sweetness feels like heaven against mine. I wrap my arms around his waist as he hovers on top of me, his hand holding the back of my neck. I pull away, gasping for air, questions flooding my mind. He kisses my jaw, down my neck. I stop him at my collar bone.

"Wait, what about-" He cuts me off.

"Already broke up." He goes back to attacking my neck. I stop him again.

"What about-" He cuts me off again.

"I already talked to him." He kisses me deeply. "Baby girl, trust me."

There's something wrong.

"No babe, everything's perfect." He says. I push him off me. "What did I saw something wrong." He rubs my arm.

"No, I'm overreacting." I shake my head. He goes back to kissing me. He stops and pulls my shirt over my head. Then he disappears.

I open my eyes and I'm alone in my room. It was all a dream. Fuck it felt so real. I push the loose strands if hair away from mg face and walk downstairs. I turn on the faucet and feel my cup with water. I drinking it with large gulps. Placing the empty cup in the sink I start up the stairs.

"Couldn't sleep?" Zach asks from the top of the stair case.

"Nah bad dream. What about you?" I sit down next to him.

"Couldn't sleep. You know a dream really makes you think about life."

"Don't I know it."

"What was your dream about?" He looks at me." I sigh.

"It was a dream so perfect, but I felt that it wasn't real."

"How was it bad of you get what you wanted?"

"It was perfect, it had to be a dream, and dreams rarely become a reality."