Until We Meet Again

Chapter 36

"I dare you to...kiss Rosaline on the lips." My eyes widened as the words went out of Claire's mouth. Oh God. What is she trying to do with my life? I kept glaring at Claire, but she pretended to not see me. I am so going to kill her soon.

Not sure if Brittany was glaring to me or Claire, but a look of disgust is evident on her face. I looked down, not daring to see Harry's reaction. He's not going to do the dare, I know he won't.

I played with my hands, hoping that this is all just a dream, wanting all of this shame to end already. Someone shifted in front of me and I froze. He's actually doing it?

I looked up a bit. His perfect shirtless body was enough to make me die right there. He smirked at me. "You don't have to do this." I whisper, looking back down. I know people were watching us, wondering how long until we are going to kiss. He lifted my chin up to face him, "Hey. A dare is a dare. Let's make this quick, yeah?" He says, bringing his lips to mine. Quick lasted longer than I expected, I expected only a peck, but that feels like a minute.

He smiled at me before going back to sit next to Brittany. Brittany wrapped her hands around Harry's neck and kissed his lips as if she was claiming him. She then looked at me with envy in her eyes.

"Alright Harry, continue." Louis says. "Brittany. Dare or double dare?" Brittany smiled at him and said, "Dare."

"I dare you to kiss the hottest guy in this room." Brittany giggled, "Isn't it obvious? Well aren't you a self centered little boy." She says, leaning in to kiss Harry. Claire looked at me with sympathy in her eyes and I pretended to be nonchalant about all of this.

Brittany showed a smirk at me, "Rosaline, dare or double dare?"

"Dare." I say. "I dare you to sit on Zayn's lap." She says, and people stared at her; she raised her arm in defence. "What? I saw them making out together."

I walked across the circle, towards Zayn who was unfortunately sitting right next to Harry. I gave Zayn a small smile and he returned it, opening his arms and giving me room to sit. It felt somewhat uncomfortable sitting in this position, I wonder how other girls even feel sitting like this.

As if my uncomfortable state was that obvious, Zayn gestured for me to relax on his shoulder while he wraps his arms around me. I felt a bit bad for Zayn, but that soon disappeared after he gave me another drink that I sure as hell have no idea what it contains.

I was surprised Zayn wasn't as flirty as before, I wonder what happened. Although, I do remember Liam did say "sorry, he isn't usually like this."

The game continued, and soon my visions become blurry and I could barely hear words properly.

When people started getting bored with the game, some of them started to stand up and walk out of the room. Zayn helped me stand up straight and try to walk out of the room without tripping. Is this really what alcohol does to you?

I started walking around the house, through all the dancing bodies, having no clue whatsoever of what I am doing. Suddenly, I felt numb, but surprisingly I'm still standing and walking about, bumping to anything in my way. And before I realised it, I tripped over what I think was the foot of a table or something, but a pair of arms wrapped around my wrists, stopping me from falling.

I look behind me to see the person, but my visions were still blurry. Although his face really does look familiar, is that Harry? No, it couldn't be. I must be hallucinating, like what alcohol does in the movies.

His mouth moved, saying something, but I couldn't make out any words clearly. He then chuckled and guided me towards the stairs. Stairs? Why are we going upstairs? Why can't I control any of my body parts?

He guided me into a bedroom and carefully placed me on the bed. But I just sat there, feeling confused as ever. "Where are we?" I ask. He chuckled again while taking a seat next to me. "This is my bedroom in this house. You can rest here for a while. You seem a little dazed." He says.

I can hear him perfectly now. And my visions are starting to clear a little. "Oh, okay I guess." I say, pretending to be sleepy by rubbing my eyes. He then stood up and walked towards the door, I suddenly felt an urge for him to not go. Without thinking I had already murmured, "Um." Which made him turn to face me again.

"Yeah? You need anything?" He asks, giving me a concerned look. I wanted to slap myself for even saying anything. "Um, are you going to leave me here?" I ask, making me want to slap my face again.

He chuckled and went to close the door that was still open all this time. He then walked back towards me, sitting much closer to me than before. "I'm not going anywhere. The party was kind of boring anyway," He shrugs before laying down on the bed. I roll my eyes at him, "Boring huh? Don't you have someone who could entertain you downstairs?" I scoffed and stood up, trying to walk as steady as I could and figure out where the door is.