Dare To Love

12 - Be A Sinner

☆ Warning: Mature content...ish ☆

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Louis could see various filthy smirks appearing around him, everyone ready to play this stupid game. Even Liam was excited, nodding along with a cheeky and bold grin. Louis knew exactly where this was going, this would escalate quickly and he knew what kind of drunken questions they'd end up answering.

"Come on, mate," Louis argued, trying to hide his uncomfortableness. "How come all your games are for kids in middle school?"

Harry laughed at that, and Zayn poked more fun at Niall's benefit, agreeing with Louis' statement. Could everyone tell that his insides were flipped upside down? Could they all hear how hard his heart was pounding? Probably not, but the prospect of having to answer all types of questions had Louis feeling dizzy because he knew some would have to do with Harry.

"You didn't mind playing it last year, though," Zayn chuckled, taking a swig of his beer, his arm snaking around Sophie's waist.

Everyone nodded in agreement and Louis laughed it off, taking a swig of his beer and almost everyone followed suit, but his stomach still dropped to hear it. A year ago, hell, a few months ago, he would've loved to play. But with the shadow sitting right beside him, it was terrifying. The game started, and Louis drank reluctantly whenever something applied to him.

"Never have I ever been hit on in the last month," a girl had said, and apart from Louis, Harry was the only one not to drink and was of course bombarded with probing questions.

"Harry!" Niall's drunk voice had called. "You need get your ass out there and share it with the world!"

Harry quirked a brow, a blush creeping up his neck. "The world?"

Running a hand through his mess of blond hair, Niall leaned back into the couch. "Fine, maybe not the world."

"I'm not sleeping with anyone," Harry said, grabbing the back on his neck and licking his lips nervously. "I don't have time to date, let alone jump into bed with nameless one-night stands."

"But, you should!" Niall argued, nodding frantically, completely surprising Harry when he lifted up the front of his shirt to expose a rigid set of perfectly toned abs. "No one can resist abs!"

Heat surged through Louis' body, mouth falling agape as he stared at the toned stomach on display. Louis' didn't think he'd ever been that turned on in his life, except that one time when he was talked into taking Ecstasy at a party. When he finally sucked in a breath and ran his hands through his hair, Harry cleared his throat and bit back a smile as he lowered his shirt, blue eyes making contact with mirthful green eyes. Louis quickly brought his drink to his lips, distracting himself by taking a swig and avoiding eye contact with the young man.

"He really does have good abs!" Liam marveled. "What workouts do you do? P-90X, CrossFit, weight lifting?"

"I do yoga," he answered and Louis had to stop himself from smirking and rolling his eyes as Harry shot him a knowing look. Of course, he'd do yoga. "It's good for muscles, stress and flexibility. If you want, you can come with me on Sunday for yoga class."

Liam scrunched up his face and Harry let out a laugh, slapping at Liam's knee.

"I guess not," Harry chuckled, fully abandoning whatever anxiousness his body had tried to force him into. "Don't knock it till you try it!"

When the conversation about Harry's ab routine had calmed down, the questions picked up dramatically. Everyone seemed comfortable and having the time of their lives asking the most personal and intimate questions imaginable in their drunken minds. The questions included: "Never have I ever watched porn with someone else", "Never have I ever taken someone's virginity", "Never have I ever been caught having sex", "Never have I ever kissed someone of the same sex", and "Never have I ever ridden someone's thighs".