*****Niall and the guitar he was strumming had taken up the only lounge chair nearby. He was singing something low and throaty, Liam floated in with random riffs from his spot close by.
The fire, the close seating, the music... the atmosphere was changing.
"Drinking game then, kids?" Louis poured each red cup half full.
"I'm game, but full warning, as your bandmate pointed out, I am Irish. I drink to win."
"A challenge, Harry!"
"Jillian, I freely admit that in this company, I am the likely lightweight, but for a face as pretty as yours, I'm in."
"We take turns asking a question. If your question gets answered, you drink. If you decline to answer... you drink."
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the chase
FanfictionA fast moving, hard driving, no desires left behind, pursuit of a woman and satisfaction. Back in town after months of travel, 24 year old Jillian McGuire tries to outrun the unwanted attention of a car full of strangers. Who knew that when she lo...