All the Time (One Direction Fan Fiction ~Harry and Niall)

Truth or dare - part 2

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At the 3pm in the afternoon we had already watched 5 movies. The Notebook, Finding Nemo, UP, Mission Impossible 1 and MI2. The boys were all buzzed up about the Mission Impossible movie and were ready to put the third one in. But I wouldn’t be able to put up with it. “Stop!” I cried. They froze and turned their heads towards me, wearing confused expressions. “I can’t watch anymore… my brain is befuzzled,” I put my hands on my head and closed my eyes, trying to wade off the oncoming headache.

They all ran over and jumped on either side of me on the couch.

“Are you okay?”

“We won’t watch any more movies.”

“I’m hungry.”

“So am I.”

“Let’s play truth or dare!” Zayn shouted over the top of them and I scowled at him, my headache starting to throb.

“Okay, truth or dare it is,” I stated before I groaned. “As long as one of you get me two neurofen pronto.” I added before leaning back against the couch.

Louis raced to the cupboard and came back with the two tablets and a glass of water. He handed them to me and I swallowed them quickly, gulping down the glass of water. I sighed, “Right, get in a circle on the floor and then we will play.” I told them and they quickly obeyed and I plopped down on the carpet beside Louis and Niall.

Zayn clapped his hands together, “Right. Uh, Liam. Truth or dare?”

“Hold up!” I yelled, wincing at the loudness. “What is the consequence of not choosing to do a dare or truth?” I asked and Zayn cracked an evil laugh.

“Skinny dipping in the pool?” He asked and waggled his eyebrows.

“Fair enough,” I shrugged before smiling evilly. This was going to be fun!

“So Liam, truth or dare?” Zayn asked again.

“Hm… truth.”

“If you were gay, whom would you go out with from us boys?”

I burst into laughter and Zayn gave me a cheeky glare.

“I would go out with Niall,” Liam said, giving Niall a wink. I chuckled along with Harry.

“Okay, my turn. Niall, truth or dare?” Liam asked Niall.

“Dare.”

“Go upstairs and put lipstick on, blush, eyeliner and every other aspect of makeup that Emma wants to put on you,” Liam ordered.

Niall stood up with a big grin, unaware of the ‘torture’ that stood before him (aka me). “Come on Niall, let’s go!” I cheered and we raced up the stairs and into the bathroom.

He sat down in the chair, facing away from the mirror and I began. I smeared his face in foundation, adding some bright pink blush. I coated his eyes in dark eyeliner and dark blue eye shadow with sparkles. I put on some red lipstick and pink mascara. I studied my handiwork and I nodded. “Alright, all done.” He grinned and we made our way out of the bathroom and down the stairs. I couldn’t help giggling, He looked like a complete idiot, but he didn’t know. I laughed evilly and the four other boys turned to look a Niall.