Truth Or Dare (Frerard)

Fight

More and more people continued to show up hours after the party began. The house was completely packed and people began to move outside by 11:30pm.

Both Ryan and Frankie were sober and they seemed to be the only ones at the party who still haven't had a drink of alcohol. Nether of them were very heavy drinkers, especially Ryan. The only time that they would drink heavily was during beer pong. Well not so much Ryan, due to his shyness, but Frankie always got tipsy while playing her favorite drinking game.

For the past hour they sat on the couch, just having civil conversation, while people around them party'd. Frankie was on a calm lookout for Gee. She told herself that if Gee would happen to walk by, then she would talk to her, but she was not going to get up and look for her. That's just creepy.

"You're welcome by the way," Frankie spoke up after a few minutes of silence.

Ryan looked at her in confusion.

"For helping you with Brendon," she explained. Ryan began to blush. He knew that he was a total weirdo around Brendon. But he just couldn't help it. Just the way his smile lights up the world, and his voice- man his voice was amazing. Everything about Brendon made Ryan speechless.

"Hey do you mind if I sit here?" A tall, slim guy asked Ryan before he could thank Frankie for not allowing him to make a complete fool of himself in front of Brendon.

"Not at all," Ryan responded and moved closer to Frankie, allowing the unknown man to sit.

"I'm going to get a drink," Frankie sighed and walked out of the room. Leaving Ryan and the guy on the couch together. Although there were a ton of people around them dancing, Ryan felt uncomfortable sitting next to this man.

"I'm Dallon," the guy smiled and Ryan.

Dallon's smile sent shivers down Ryan's back, and not in a good way. But in 'hi I'm a perv' way.

But since Ryan was a nice dude, he smiled back. "I'm Ryan."

"Okay I have to tell you a secret," Dallon moved closer to Ryan. His breath reeked of vodka and what smelled like rotting corpse. "I wanna get laid tonight," he whispered in Ryan's ear.

"By who," Ryan gasped, pretending to be interested.

"You," Dallon moaned, straddling Ryan's lap and connecting his lips to his neck.

Ryan instantly push Dallon off of him. Causing Dallon to fall to the floor.

Everyone around stopped what they were doing to look at the fallen Dallon and the horrified Ryan.

Dallon's face grew red with anger as he got off the ground and leaned over Ryan.

"You're a fucking tease," he growled and gripped Ryan's forearm, making Ryan squeal in pain.

"D-Dallon, please let g-go," Ryan whined and tried to get out of Dallon's grasp, but the grip only got tighter.

"No, you deserve this you faggot."

"What the hell did you just say to him?" Frankie came out through the crowd with a snarl on her face. "Answer me!" She shouted.

"I called him a faggot," Dallon smirked at Frankie, knowing it would piss her off. Which it really did.

"Let go of him before I beat your ass... again," she crossed her arms after putting her drink on a near end table.

"Again?" Ryan questioned.

"Shut up!" Dallon screamed and drew his arm back. Before he could even begin to swing at Ryan, Frankie grabbed his wrist and twisted.

"Let him the fuck go," Frankie growled.

Dallon immediately obeyed and let go of Ryan. He shrieked in pain as Frankie continued to twist his wrist.

"Leave Ryan alone before I spill your little secret," Frankie whispered in Dallon's ear before traumatically twisting and releasing. Leaving Dallon on the ground, cradling his wrist in pain.

Everyone around was still staring. A few others who were not in the room at the beginning were now watching. Such as Gee and Lyn-z.

Gee stared at Frankie with fear in her eyes.

Frankie turned around to look at the people who had observed her actions moments before. Right away she made eye contact with Gee. She felt her whole body tense up.

She knew that Gee was now scared of her. And it was quite obvious considering Gee was now hiding behind Lyn-z, her eyes showing over Lyn-z's shoulder.

"Let's go," Ryan took Frankie by the hand, dragging her away from the spotlight.

He ended up dragging her into the kitchen. Here nobody knew what had previously happened so everyone was partying.

"Thank you," Ryan pulled Frankie into a hug.