More Than Friends: A #Mashley Fan-Fic

The Hottest, Most Uncomfortable Truth or Dare Ever

Ashley's POV: 

After our little Nerf war, I was feeling pretty good about myself. I didn't know why, but I was in a sort of hysterical mood tonight, and I was kind of afraid I would do something extremely stupid. Yet again, who in this house didn't do extremely stupid things? 

We all downed the pizza in less than 20 minutes. Once everyone was finished, there were about 3 extra slices left. Everyone was sprawled across the room, talking and laughing, most of them with beers in their hands. I'm sitting on the floor, with Mitch leaning against my knees while I lean against the wall. He and Jerome finish their conversation, and then it's silent.

"We should play a game." Adam then says, thinking aloud.

"What game?" Mitch asks.

"How about..." Jerome starts. 

"The last thing we should do is let Jerome decide." Mitch interrupts. Everyone laughs.

"And why not? Come on, it's not like I'm going to do anything ridiculously stupid-" he stops as he sees the knowing look Mitch has on his face. "-or at least not this time."

"Then what do you suggest we play?" Brice asks. A devilish look crosses Jerome's face, and he looks straight at Mitch and I.

"Truth or dare." he states simply. My heart sinks. Why was he looking at Mitch and I when he said that? What does he have planned? He's probably just trying to mess with us, so I nod in agreement with the others. I feel Mitch tense up in front of me, and I touch his shoulder lightly. He looks back at me, and I mouth, you okay? He nods, and although I'm not entirely convinced, I let it go.

"Okay, so here are the rules: When you're asked to tell a truth or complete a dare, you have a choice to either do it, or take two of the opposite choice that you can't refuse. For example, if Mitch tells me to kick myself in the balls and I don't want to, I have to answer two truths that I will be forced to answer. Got it?" Jerome says, and everyone nods, snickering a little at his example.

"Alright then who goes first?" Adam asks, sitting on the edge of his seat. He liked Truth or Dare almost as much as Jerome.

"Me, because I came up with the idea." Jerome states. Adam nods, and Jerome scans the room, as if looking for his next victim. His eyes linger over Mitch and I, but he passes us as if to say, I'll save you for later. 

"Doc Q! Truth or dare?" he declares.

"What? Oh ok, let see...hmm...I'm going to start off easy and say truth." Quentin says, straightening up. Jerome thinks for a minute, looking a little disappointed that Quentin picked truth and not dare.

"What were you doing in your room while we were all outside?" Jerome finally asks. Quentin blushes a little.

"Oh, nothing. Just Skyping Annie." he says quietly. Everyone aww's, including me, and Quentin puts his fists up, as if ready to take someone on. We all just laugh, and continue on.

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About a half an hour later, Adam has had a face full of whip cream, Alesa has Adam's boxers on her head as a hat, Brice is shirtless with two frozen chunks of butter stuck to his nipples (courtesy of Adam), Tyler has sipped coke through his nose, and Louise has a face full of awful make-up done by Jerome. 

"I know not everyone has gone yet, but I feel like I should be able to pick Jerome for this." Louise mutters, pointing to her face. We all laugh.

"Alright, fine." Mitch says. Louise nods, and turns to Jerome.

"Truth or dare?" she asks in a sweet voice. Jerome is still laughing ever since he put the make-up on her, but he calms down enough to speak.