Chapter 8

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After my talk with Dan, I wanted to have fun, I wanted to be like every other teenager, I wanted to be reckless, just once. I wanted to be someone who wasn't like the girl I was. I drank. A lot.

Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, shot.......

I lost count of how much I drank.
I just know it was a lot. I felt happy, laughing and dancing around with these people I've never spoken to before, these people who I used to stay away from. They seem to have so much fun, I wanted that, I got that.

The party went on, the drinking continued, more dancing, more drinking, more stumbling around.

But then, we started a game of truth or dare.
They started pretty mediocre, but then they started to change.
"Y/n, truth or dare"
"Truth" this was definitely not like what I was used to playing,
"Alright, have you ever been in love, if so, is that person in the room?"
The question made me feel sober for a split second,
"Yes and yes. Okay, Howell, truth or dare?"
"Fuck it, dare"
"Take a shot of the strongest alcohol in this house"
The game went on for a while before we were all too drunk
"Y/n, truth or dare?"
"Dare" there was a round of cheering before I was given my dare
"Sit on the lap and give a hickey to the person on your left"
Dan.
Of fucking course.
I was too drunk to decline the dare and walk away.
So of course I did it.
I climbed onto Dans lap and sucked a hickey onto his neck.
I heard him give a quiet moan as I did it, not loud enough for anyone else to hear.
I now know Dans weakness, his neck.
"Dan truth or dare?"
"Dare"
"I dare you to kiss the person you desire the most in this room"
I heard Dan stir for a minute as he thought of what to do,
Dan doesn't desire anybody, he's Dan, he can have anyone, anytime, anywhere. This dare is basically impossible to him.
My thoughts were cut if by a pair of lips being pressed against mine.
I hesitated for a minute before giving in to the kiss and kissing back.
To say I was confused would be an understatement.
I felt no effect of the alcohol in this moment.
All I could feel was my heart pounding and my stomach flipping.
When Dan finally pulled away I could see a slight blush on his cheeks as he bit his lip and sat back down in his previous space.
This night turned out to be extremely interesting.  

(If anybody is actually reading this, I'm sorry that it's so shit, I just have no idea what I'm doing, I'm a shit author, I shouldn't be allowed to write, I literally have no idea what I'm doing with this book, it's just whatever I write when I write it, there is no plan or structure, which is why it's so shit. Sorry, but thanks for reading this far.)

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