I sat in my room on the floor with my friends. It was my 17th birthday so I invited a few friends to sleepover and eat cake and all that. We we're currently playing truth or dare. We formed a circle. In the circle was Me, Daniel, Jonah, Zach, Jack, Corbyn, Christina, Lele, and y/bff/n.
"Alright Zach, truth or dare?" Jonah asked Zach.
"Umm...truth," Zach hesitantly.
"Is it true you have feelings for someone in this room?"
"Well Jack here so duh! No, no, no but I actually do not," Zach answered with a chuckle.
"So Y/n, truth or dare?" Zach questions.
"Dare," I answer.
"I dare you to tell your dad your pregnant," Zach dares.
I look at him with wide eyes but stand up and go to the bathroom. I've dared others to do this so I had some. I drew on the lines and put on a disheveled persona. My friends got their phones out as I went to my dad's office.
"Dad?" I knocked.
"Come in!" He says.
I open the door and hide my hands behind my back.
"Hey. Um, I've been talking to my friends and they all said I should do this so um...dad I'm pregnant," I lie.
"What!?! Who's the dad? Is it that pervy little jerk Kyle? I will kill him!" My day explodes.
"No, no, no! I can't say but it isn't him," I quickly defend.
"It's one if them that here isn't it!" Dad yells.
He stands up and I had everyone running back to my room. My dad pushes past me and burst through my bedroom door with me closely following.
"WHICH ONE OF YOU BOYS COULDN'T KEEP THEIR DICK IN THEIR PANTS AND GOT HER PREGNANT!?!"
The boys go red faced and I silently laugh behind my dad. My dad continues to interrogate them until I figure its enough. I grab my dad's arm and make face me.
"Dad it was dare! I'm not pregnant," I say.
He stares at me for awhile until he hugs me while thanking God. He soon leaves and we all sit where we were.
"Thank God he doesn't know we're dating," Daniel says.
Everyone goes wide-eyed considering nobody knew about our relationship. Daniel gives me an 'oh shit' look while I also go wide-eyed.
"Well I guess there you have it, me and Danny are dating," I say with jazz hands.
That all bombard me with questions then give the typical 'you hurt her, I hurt you' to him. God I love my friends.
