Crooked

there goes my dirty mind. [chapter thirteen]

“Woo, dare night!” Louis let out an enthusiastic squeal and practically grabbed the bottles of Vodka from Angie, who was sitting between Harry and I.

“Nice onesie,” I complimented her. “Who tipped you off?”

“I did.” Zayn grinned and attempted to slide an arm around Angie’s waist but she smiled at him coolly. I couldn’t help but share a secret smirk with Harry, who looked very pleased by the turn of events when Angie stood up and sat next to Haz and Niall instead.

Niall was sitting on my right with Zayn to my left, and I couldn’t help but think how much I wanted Niall to sit next to me. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking like this but I couldn’t help it, Niall was a force I couldn’t help but be attracted to.

Oh God. Did I really just admit that I had an attraction towards Niall?

“So how does dare night work, exactly?” Liam asked, going to the kitchen and taking some glasses before coming down to sit with the rest of us.

“Instead of playing truth or dare, we just play the dares because let’s face it, that sounds much more fun,” Angie explained. “If you don’t want to do a dare, you have to do a shot. Fair enough?”

I smirked. “So our choices are to do dares and embarrass ourselves, or get drunk and embarrass ourselves?”

“Aw Cassie.” Angie reached a hand over to ruffle with my hair. I glared at her while she laughed. “You know me so well.”

“I’ll go first,” Niall announced, sounding more confident than I would have expected him to. I wondered what brought this on. Confidence was always a turn-on for me.

“Hmmm,” Angie pondered, sending me an evil grin. “You have to kiss Cassie.”

I managed to keep my face blank and emotionless, but wheels were turning inside of me and I realised how much I wanted Niall to kiss me. These thoughts were stupid and I knew I shouldn’t be thinking of them, but I couldn’t help it. Niall was just so… adorable.

“Do you want to time it too?” I asked sarcastically. “Are there certain positions we have to be in as well?”

“Only if you want,” Angie replied, smirking. I looked around at the other boy’s faces. Harry, Liam and Zayn were smirking as well with Louis looking a little pissed off. Louis had to know by now that I didn’t like him in any way, but at a time like this I wished he’d just say something already so Niall didn’t have to kiss me.

Even though I really wanted it.

We all turned to Niall, waiting for his reaction. It didn’t take long as I could see his blue eyes light up, sending a crooked smile my way. “I’ll do it.”

“Sweet,” Angie said enthusiastically. “Anyone have any objections?”

I silently willed Louis to say something, but he kept his mouth shut, staring at the ground with his arms crossed.

“No? Sweet. Niall, do your thang,” Angie said and everyone’s eyes, including mine, were on Niall’s as we anticipated his next move. I crossed my legs in a way a kindergartener sat, as though to make it easier for Niall to kiss me. This proved to be right, as without almost any warning, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

If there was a feeling I had not been expecting, it was the one I was currently feeling right now. To say I had butterflies was an understatement, it was more like there was a butterfly farm that was situated in my stomach and the butterfly keeper decided to let them roam at once. The tingles I felt were so strong, it was like I was standing naked in a pool of cold, mushy snow. And the best feeling, the smile that was struggling to escape my lips, was a smile I remembered giving The Bitch after I lunged at her. The scratches and marks she had on her skin from me was a fantastic sight to see, a sight that was forever imprinted into my brain because it was definitely a sight I did not want to forget any time soon. For some reason, violence and being kissed by Niall Horan gave off the same type of pleasure, but I was fine with that.