The Shattered// E.D G.D

Kiss! Kiss! Dance!

< Kiwi- Harry Styles >

Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect
And all the boys, they were saying they were into it
Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck
She's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it

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[The character Aaron is the picture above]

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"SO, THIS IS LIKE SPIN THE BOTTLE, but if you don't want to kiss you have to take a shot and do a dare."  A guy explained as Mars sat besides me, her long legs strewn out in front of her and her palms keeping her up.

She didn't bother to ask where I've been, she just pushed someone besides her away and let me take the spot. The spin the bottle game began with ten people playing while others just watched from the couches as we sat in a circle on the carpet.

Rounds went on and on, people kissed and other took shots and had to do dares like jump down the banisters or get someone to give them their underwear.

Mars got picked twice, each time she did a dare and each time she had to chug a whole can of beer in thirty seconds. I never got picked, that is, until the guy I learned was named Aaron who I assumed was a college kid, landed the bottle on me.

"Kiss! Kiss!" People chanted as I shook my head. I already kissed Justin tonight, I didn't need more saliva in my mouth.

"I'll do dare," I gave a weak smile to Aaron as he nodded, tapping his leg as it was crossed beneath him. He scanned my body head to toe then stood up.

"You remind me of something- like your clothes." His brows furrowed as he stared longer at me. He then started to snap his fingers and pull out his phone as everyone watched. "Found it!" He held his phone in the air with a big grin then handed it to me. "You look like the risky business dancing guy. Have you ever seen that clip where this guy dances in his underwear and a shirt like you're wearing?"

"No, what does this have to do with the dare?" I asked as I looked down to the phone.

"Just watch," he pointed to the device in my hands as I pressed play on the video.

"Okay, so..." the video finished as I looked back to him and he frowned.

"You're dressed like him."

"And?"

"And you're going to dance like him for the dare."

"That's not as bad as I thought-"

"-Everywhere in the house. Like, you're going to dance like him for a whole song, everywhere."

"Wha-what? Like in front of everyone?"

"Yup," he nodded, his smile so wide and devious as everyone around us cheered and whistled to get me to do it.

"All because I'm wearing this?" I gestured to my clothes and he nodded. He nodded again as my eyes flickered to the vodka bottle in his hand. "Hand me the bottle,"