Last Summer - Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Chapter 7

Millie's POV

"Truth or dare!"

Ava and I exchange a confused glance, and all the boys smirk at us before leading us to the middle of their hotel room. We sit in a circle on the floor, each with our legs crossed. I had Liam to my left and Ava on my right.

"So who goes first?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at the boys.
"Meeeee!" Louis yells, squealing excitedly before putting on his best concentrated face. He thinks for a few seconds before his entire face lights up as he looks at Harry.

"Truth or dare, Harold?" He asks cheekily, an evil grin slowly spreading itself across his mouth.

"Dare," Harry replies, anxiously biting his lip and twiddling his fingers.

"I'll be right back," Louis says, before standing up, and walking over to the small kitchen in their hotel room. This place has EVERYTHING. He opens the fridge, and pulls out a carton of eggs. I see Harry's eyes widen as Louis skips back over and sits himself next to him.

"I dare you to eat this egg. Raw." Louis says, smirking. He gets on his knees, and raises his hands containing the egg.

"Head back, I'm gonna crack it into your mouth," Louis says, before winking at me. I can see the other boys laughing their heads off as a very nervous looking Harry slowly opens his mouth and tilts his head back. I giggle when I see Ava's face, which looks absolutely horrified. I can tell she feels really bad for Harry.

Louis cracks the egg into Harry's mouth, and immediately falls back in heaps of laughter as Harry swallows the egg, making gagging noises. When Harry gets up and runs to the bathroom, it only causes the guys to cackle even louder. I will admit I let out a small giggle, but I felt bad for the most part.

After a minute or so of Harry being in the bathroom, Ava got up to go see if he was ok. They came back a little while later, Harry looking extremely pissed, and Ava giggling slightly. Man, they'd make a really cute couple.

"Ok who's next?" Harry asks.

"Me!" Zayn yells, looking Liam right in the eye. His intense glare was enough to make Liam squirm, before he asked, "Truth or dare, Payno?"

"Uhh, dare," Liam replied, shaking his head slightly. Zayn smirked and turned to Ava and I before saying, "Hey, did you girls bring any makeup up here?"

His words bring a mischievous smile to my face, and I jump up to go grab my purse which I left on the counter by the door. I come back to the circle, purse in hand. I notice Harry and Ava holding hands, next to each other. I smile at them.

"So, Liam," I ask, "what look are we going for today?" I sit in front of him, while he frowns at me. I plaster an innocent look on my face, as I rummage through my makeup bag.

"Uh, I dunno," Liam says quietly, earning a giggle from Niall. This made me chuckle.

A few minutes later, Liam had a full face of makeup on, and all of us were rolling about in laughter. That is, apart from Liam, who was sitting with his arms crossed over his chest, pouting. This only made up laugh even harder.

"Aw, Liana, you look divine, darling!" I say,putting on my best British accent, tapping his nose with my finger. I grab a pocket mirror out of my bag, and hold it up to his face. His mouth drops open in shock, as Ava and I high five, the other boys shrieking in laughter. They honestly sounded like a bunch of teenaged girls. It was hilarious.

"Me next, me next!" Ava said, after Liam had attempted to wash all the makeup off, but there was still a faint hint of blush on his cheeks.

"Truth or dare," Ava said darkly, looking me right in the eye. I felt all the boys staring at me too. Uh oh.

"Um, I-uh, d-dare." I stutter, nervously glancing at Ava, pleading her with my eyes. I could tell by the look on her face that she was scheming a plan in her head. Her smirk grew wider right before she spoke. She titled her head to the side, and raised her eyebrows.

"Millie, kiss one of the boys." She said, matter-of-fact-ly. My heart dropped right into the pit of my stomach, and my heart began to race. I glanced nervously at the boys, and they looked quite taken aback too, apart from Louis who was evilly rubbing his hands together, wiggling his eyebrows up and down at me, making me blush.

"Uh, ok," I said, much to Ava's delight. "Who?" Ava jumped up and grabbed a bottle from inside the kitchen. She came back, sat down and put the bottle in the middle of the circle.

"Spin," she said simply, knowing how much embarrassment she was putting me through. I nervously bit my lip, as I laced my fingers around the cold glass bottle. I took a deep breath before spinning it. I seemed to get hypnotised by the spinning bottle, repeatedly moving round and round in a circle. The whole time, I only have two words bouncing around inside my head. Not him. Not him. Not him.

The bottle eventually begins to slow down, and I feel like things are going in slow motion. I watch intently as the bottle slowly dwindles down to a halt. I look at the end on the bottle and slowly trace my eyes up the figure sitting in front of it. Black converse, black adidas joggers, baggy white t-shirt. Then I see his face. Blue eyes. Blond hair. Crooked smirk. Niall.

Fuck. I mentally curse, and I feel heat spread across my cheeks. Niall begins to blush as Louis whistles, and Ava starts chanting, "Do it, do it, do it!"

Soon all the boys are chanting, apart from Niall, who scooted closer to me, so the he was sitting directly in front of me.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asks, a look of concern on his face, "y'know you don't have to, the boys won't judge."

I close my eyes tight, and shake my head, giggling to myself quietly, before lifting my gaze, and looking him right in the eyes.

"I'm no wuss, Horan," I say as I smash my lips into his.
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Sorry this chapter was kinda rushed, I still have some homework to do. Thanks so much for 100 reads guys, it really means a lot! Please leave a comment or a vote, ily guys :)
- Ellie x