I'm Broken {Harry Styles}

Chapter 10

| Lacey's POV |

We were all sat around in a big circle in the middle of Zayn's living room. Ashton had found Michael, Calum, Natalie, and Chloe. Calum had then ran around the house-after taking his shirt off-screaming that he's kiwi not Asian, he clearly had way too much to drink.

"I say we play truth or dare," Danielle suggested. Everyone shrugged as a why not? except for Louis.

"That game is so elementary, unlike strip poker," he said with a fake posh accent. Everyone laughed, I could tell Louis and Calum were the funnier ones of the group.

"Louis, babe, what did I say? No strip poker," Eleanor scolded. "So truth or dare, yeah?"

"I'll go first!" Michael yelled much louder than necessary. "Calum, truth or dare."

Calum immediately said, "Dare."

"I dare you to kiss Natalie," Michael smirked at Calum as various people "ooh"d around the room. I looked at Natalie and her face was tomato red. I guess they liked each other or had history or something? Calum smiled a toothless grin at her before giving her a slow kiss. It wasn't long and there wasn't any tongue; once they pulled apart everyone cheered and clapped. They just turned even more red than they already were.

"Okay, okay, my turn," Niall interrupted. "Mr. Lucas Hemmings truth or dare."

"Well, Mr. Niall Horan, I will have to go with truth," he replied.

"Have you and Emma fucked yet?" He wiggled his eyebrows. Everybody turned immediately to Luke and Emma who were both blushing.

Luke muttered a small, "Yes," and all of the guys-except for Harry, who was too caught up in sucking on Morgan's neck, and Zayn, who was trying to be polite I assume-started cheering and whooping.

Michael even screamed, "Get it in, Luke!" Quite loudly. All of the girls, me included, just laughed along quietly. Emma was beet red and trying to laugh it off but I could see that she was feeling really awkward.

"My turnnnn," Louis sang. "Lacey! Truth or dare?"

"Um, truth?" I said as a question. I was really scared that he would make me do something horrible if I chose dare.

"What do you think of little Hazza?" He asked.

"Hazza?" I had absolutely no idea what that was.

"Harry," he sighed. "Harry!" He yelled out to him, trying to get him to focus on the game and not that slut wrapped around his body.

He slowly looked up and muttered "What?" Looking confused.

"I asked Lacey what she thought about you as her truth question," Louis replied. He looked over to me with raised eyebrows, telling me to get on with it.

"Well, I think he's a self-centered, egotistical, asshole who picks up tons of girls and thinks he's so cool when really he's just a dick," I sputtered out without thinking. Everyone sat wide-eyed staring at me, except Harry. He looked pissed-super pissed, actually.

"Well I think you're just some inconsiderate bitch who just loves to be the center of attention and doesn't even realize it when someone chooses to help them!" His voice grew louder and louder.

"Center of attention?! YOU THINK I LIKE TO BE THE CENTER OF ATTENTION?! AND I OBVIOUSLY REALIZED YOU HELPED ME I THANKED YOU ONLY A BILLION TIMES!" I screamed back at him.

"IS THAT WHY YOU CALLED ME AT THREE IN THE FUCKING MORNING, TO NOT BE IN THE CENTER OF ATTENTION? AND I REMEMBER YOU DEMANDING THAT I TAKE YOU HOME THE NEXT MORNING AND SAID THAT WHAT I CHOSE TO DO WAS COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY!" He was raging now.