Harry Styles Imagines

The Dare

Loud music pounding out of the speakers. Drunk people are all around us. I can feel the heat of all the bodies that are moving around me. Empty cups are thrown on the floor. Everyone is dancing wildly along the beat of the music.

I can see my friends talking to the guys that we spotted an hour ago. They're laughing, flirting and even kissing. And then there's me. I'm just behind them, standing. I'm not saying anything. Just keeping my mouth shut.

There's this one particular boy, standing behind his friends, who we're talking to. He's, just like me, not saying a word. He's just there, his emerald green eyes staring in to my eyes. He has curly brown hair, that is pushed back up. He's wearing tight black skinny jeans and a plain black shirt, that hangs loosely around his muscular body.

He notices me checking him out. He smirks at me and winks. I can feel my cheeks heat up.

"Wanna play 'Truth or Dare'?!" The guy with the blonde hair asks us, smirking while he does.

"Yeah, sure." My friend, Marissa replies, trying to yell over the loud music.

The blonde guy nods and walks away with his friends, us following them over to where the couches are.

We all take a seat. On the table that is in between the couches, are lots of red cups with all kinds of liquor in it. The boy with the curly hair is still staring at me with those beautiful green eyes.

It's starting to get pretty hot in this frat house. A friend of a friend of a friend threw this party.

The game begins. We first introduce ourselves to each other. I've learned that the curly boy's name is Harry.

The first truths and dares were just the questions and things that everybody asks or says to do. Mainly the questions, 'Are you a virgin?' or 'How many times have you had sex?', of course no one is a virgin anymore, and for the dares as always, 'I dare you to kiss that boy over there.', 'I dare you to make out with me.' or 'Take two shots.'.

"Harry."

"Yes?" He slurs, clearly drunk from all of the shots he took.

"Truth or dare?"

"Dare." He says.

"Hm okay, interesting. I dare you to take (Y/N) upstairs for fifteen minutes."

I hear everybody whistle as my friend says to me, "You go for it, girl."

Harry looks at me and smirks. I blush and stand up. He reaches his hand out for me which I take happily.

He wraps his arm around my waist, guiding me upstairs. He opens the door to a free room. He gestures to me to go inside first.

"Ladies first." He says in a deep voice, smirking.

I smirk and walk in to the room as seductive as possible. He walks in behind me. He closes the door behind him, locking it.

I awkwardly stand in front of Harry, my back facing the door. Harry smirks and steps closer to me. With his firm grip on my hips, he roughly presses me against the door. I wrap my arms loosely around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

I can feel his hot breath tickling my neck. He begins to attack my neck with soft kisses, causing me to moan.

"I've had my eyes on you all night, baby." He murmurs against my neck. "You look beautiful."

He presses himself against me, causing me to gasp. I let out a little moan as his finds my sweet spot in my neck.

"Lets take this to the bed, shall we?", he says as he pulls away, "If you want to, of course."