We were greeted with red cups as we entered the house followed along by Harry grabbing my wrist pulling me deeper into the crowds.
"Give me that." he said throwing the cup into the crowd.
"Doesn't mean I can't handle my own." I glared making him unresponsive.
Soon we found our way to the back of the house by a small group of I'm guessing Harry's friends. They all sat along the area of the couch with another group behind them playing beer pong.
"Hey Styles, long time?" a blond headed boy smirked.
"Yeah, I guess you can say..." Harry mumbled.
Harry sat on a chair guiding me on his lap. We sat next to a couple who at the moment seemed to be invested in sticking their tongues down each other throats.
"Aren't you going to introduce us to your.. friend?" a bleach blonde girl with lip piercing spoke up.
"I don't know what to call her." another person sneered.
I shifted a bit feeling uncomfortable to the rude remarks.
"Uh.. yeah this is my friend, I mean girl friend Lizzy, I mean Elizabeth." Harry responded nervously. You could hear a few groans and whispers among the odd group.
"Oh, figures." the blonde sniped.
"Anyway, lets play Drink or Text, this shits getting boring." the blonde huffed which I believe now is Chase.
Everyone threw their cellphones into the middle and I had absolutely no clue what I got into.
"Um..exactly how do you play this game?" I asked.
"You put your cell phone in the bag-" Chase started.
"If she has one." the blonde laughed along wiht a few others.
"Shut the hell up Rebecca."Harry's tone hard. The smug look from her face soon faded her rollig her eyes.
"Phones in the bag, pick a random one then send a text message to any one of their contacts but if you don't, you drink. Whoever drinks to 3 first loses and has to do a dare." Chased informed me.
The idea of violating someone's privacy in their phone wasn't and being dare if you loose was the most appealing. I can't back out though, maybe.
"Okay go." a boy said.
Everyone's hands dug into the bag including mines pulled a phone at random and started searching. It felt more and more wrong everytime I scrolled throug the contacts of some random person's phone. As time went by I could see everyone typing away on their phones with sly smirks and laughs. And I still hadn't picked a damn contact.
"K. Times up." everyone dropped their phones in the bag.
"I didn't send one." I flushed in embarrasment.
"Okay well you drink." a boy with brown curly hair said handing me a cup.
"You don't have to-" Harry pleaded but cut off by me alreading downing half of the cup.
Taste of strawberry's and kiwi splashed acrossed my taste buds. The aftershock was making my throat burn like hell. I winced and cough until I quickly recovered.
"This might actually be fun." Rebecca snickered. I gave her a fake smile trying to control me from jumping across this floor.
By the time of the second round I felt slightly intoxicated. Thankfully, I didn't lose and the tattooed girl Ashley from across me ended up chugging down of the vodka drink. Throughout the game I noticed Chase and a short, stalk boy would whisper things to each other and glance over to Harry and I which I noticed every once. His grip on my waist was increasingly got tighter. Now it was the third round of Text or Drink and my head was already spinning counting 3 drinks I had. Two from losing rounds and the other one and a half on the side.
