Homophobia is Gay

Truth or Dare

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.......................Currently writing this during Religion class :3 ........................

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Shaliyah's P.O.V

"Hey Diego I dare you take off Dominic's shirt using only your teeth" I declared.

"Ok, that's pretty simple" Diego replied. He scuttled closer to Dominic, bit down on the hem of his shirt, and then began lightly tugging and pulling on Dominic's shirt.  Soon enough his Torso was exposed and the fabric continued sliding up his chest , his cheeks tinted with a light pink.  With one last pull the shirt slid over Dominic's head and was thrown aside.

Dominic was now sitting down cross-legged on top of a pillow looking rather proud of his flat stomach and slightly muscular tan arms.  I wasn't crushing on Dominic but I must admit that he is rather good looking.

 "My turn now" Diego announced "I dare Shaliyah to play one round of spin the bottle"

"Shit" I cursed under my breath, I really wasn't in the mood to kiss anyone.  I got up and walked around Frank's room looking for a bottle to use.  Eventually, I gave up and grabbed Frank's deodorant, set it down in the middle of the group and spun it, hoping for the best, and by hoping for the best I meant hoping for Victoria :3.

The "bottle" ended up pointing to Gerard.

I mean like he's  good looking  and shit but I'm as straight as a circle....

I swear the World is trying to kill me

I slowly got up and walked over to him, and kneeled down, trying not to look too uncomfortable. I could see it in his face that he didn't necessarily want to do this either.  Since I was kneeling down I was slightly taller than him. I tilted his chin upwards and hesitantly placed my lips on his.

By the time I was back on my spot on the floor everyone was silent. The tension in the room was surrounding us, slowly enveloping and constricting around us like a boa curling around its prey.  The silence was deafening, ominous and overwhelming. 

***

"Alright I guess I'll go next" Dominic announced, breaking the silence. "I dare Frank and Gerard to stay in the guest bedroom together, with the door closed, for half an hour." Gerard had a devious grin on his face while poor Frank was as red as a firetruck and trying not to die from embarrassment. 

"oooooh they gonna fuck" I whispered into Victoria's ear.

Frank's P.O.V

fuck

fuck

fuck

The only word going through my mind at this moment was "fuck" and not in any way near a good way.

I'm not even sure when, how or who ended up locking me up in the guest bedroom.  All I remembered were the words: Frank, Gerard, Bedroom and Half Hour.  I ended up standing by the locked door and staring into space rather dumbly for what felt like an eternity. 

When I finally broke out of my trance Gerard was sitting down and sketching in the corner of the room.  Every few seconds his eyes flickered upwards towards me, what the hell??!!....... holy shit he was drawing me!  Ew I thought to myself.