I can vividly remember how we all met. Charlotte and I, both 17. Harry is 2 years older.
The events that took hold that night I cannot blame on alcohol unfortunately, I can only blame 3 foolish teenagers and a lot of lust.
As I previously mentioned, we weren't as intoxicated as you may believe and hadn't a clue what we were doing. Muffled laughter was heard from partying teens in the other rooms whilst we all laughed at each others sheer embarrassment. But let's take this back to the very start.
Joe thought it would be amusing to bring up the subject of daring games. In which I did not want to play considering last time I ended up being escorted home by a rather sour faced police woman... I don't think she enjoyed my company too much.
"Let's play spin the bottle" shouted a girl who's name I don't even know of to this day. Emily? Emma? I'll never know.
"Yeh why not, it would be fun?" Said a brown haired, green eyed boy.
That's when we first looked at each-other directly. To avoid awkwardness, I swiftly turned away and found myself looking at another girl.
She had brown mid length hair, pulled to her left and tied off with a neat, pretty fishtail plait. She had red lipstick on, and her clothing was very vintage. She looked like a girl of dreams. She was laughing at a boy dancing to Miley Cyrus, and had a bottle of beer in her hand as she swayed to the music. She looked beautiful in the dimmed lights.
The curly haired boy disappeared into the kitchen and returned within a few moments. He was holding an empty coté de rone wine bottle, licking his lips. He must have drank the most of it. He looked daring, confident.
Everyone sat in a circle in the living room, the atmosphere booming still, and we all arranged ourselves. I found myself sitting opposite a man with a rather strange ginger beard. I forced myself to smile at him and he winked. Gross. His name was Joe and it was his who's living room we were sat in, we were at this party because he was moving away to live in America with his long distance girlfriend Cathy.
"You first Sienna" he pointed towards me.
I span the bottle in an anticlockwise direction, and it began to slow it's rotation motion rapidly. It had landed on myself. I span it again and it landed on a blonde haired, blue eyed boy.
Joe then spoke again. "Alright then Sienna, you and Tom! Kiss."
Despite the fact Tom wasn't the first person I had kissed at a party like this, I found it rather uncomfortable, however I knew that the forfit is always worse. Before leaning in towards him, I shot a look at Him. I gazed at his curls, and the way he ran his fingers through his hair was almost hypnotic to watch.
I pecked Tom on the lips, they were cold and dry. Nothing like his.
It was then Charlottes turn to spin. She span the bottle clockwise and it landed on Harry. After another spin which seemed to last for all eternity, it landed on herself. It was my turn to dare.
" I dare Harry to show Charlotte and I a good time within 15 minutes." I had no idea what I had just said, or why.. and I began to mentally hit my own brain for not stopping myself. God damn it Sienna you are such a-
"Come on then" I looked up and saw Charlotte and the curly haired boy standing over me, with Harry's hand stretched out to pull me up" Harry's soft voice was enough to melt me.
"Timer starts now!" Shouted an unfamiliar voice from the kitchen.
The three of us ran upstairs and giggled.
Finding a spare bedroom, we checked for any couples who might of already found their way in.. Luckily there was no one.
We all sat down in the room and briefly looked at each other for moment. None of us knew what to do..
Charlotte and looked around to room and then fixed eyes on Harry who was lent against the now closed door, fiddling with one of the curls infront of his face.
Without breaking gaze, Charlotte and I stood up and at the same time. Harry reacted by taking a couple of steps towards us both.
"So ladies? Who are you?"
"Charlotte!"
"Sienna!"
We both said at the same time, too loudly, we drowned eachother out.
A large grin broadened across his face.
" I'm Harry. "
Although I think we both already knew this, we acted as if we did not.
"You suit Harry - you just look like one" oh Charl. Always making silly comments and embarrassing herself. That's what makes her so likeable I suppose, the boys always seem to be so intrigued by her presence alone.
Harry forced a smile and a giggle before glancing over at me. Now I on the other hand, am almost a complete opposite to Charl, I have long brown hair, an average figure and green eyes. Nothing too exciting.
"So girls, we've wasted 3 minutes already - what do you wanna do?"
Charl seemed so at ease by Harry's presence and looked as if she was about to leap on him any second. I was not so sure. I sat on the bed and was swiftly joined by both Harry and Charlotte.
The next thing I knew, both Charl and I were both fighting for his lips. They were so dreamy and we both were longing for him.
Slightly taken aback by our actions, Harry let out a small groan, music to my ears. It did not seem to phase us that everyone downstairs were all fully aware of what we were doing. Wait. What were we doing?
I let my natural instinct take over. Charl placed her hands around Harry's neck and I placed mine on his thighs.
Whilst Charlotte roughly sucked at Harry's neck making sure she'd leave a mark, I began to unzip Harry's trousers so we could get on with this 'dare'.
