• Zion Kuwonu Imagines •

{12} The Bet 💵

Zion's POV

I'm at this lit ass party, hot girls left to right, drunk or high people all over the place. Music blasting and people just having fun.

I'm a party boy, I go to every single one. Sometimes I get wasted and do stupid shit, or get high and ask weird questions no one really knows the answers to, and I make out with any hot girl I want and go to the next.

I've only had one girlfriend because I have trust issues and I've never found a girl that would take me seriously.

My last girlfriend, she cheated on me and try to lie about, and I was literally in the room as she was having sex with a random guy.

After that I built up walls and never opened up to any girl. I would just kiss and diss, to protect myself from another failed relationship and I plan to have that stay that way.

I was pouring myself a drink, when Brandon came up to me, with a red solo cup filled with liquor in it.

"Dude, we are about to play truth or dare in the guest room." His breath rinked of alcohol. "You in?" I nod and put my drink down and followed him into the guest room.

We walk in and there's already people sitting in a circle. I took a seat next to Edwin and Nick. The started started off simple and easy and it still was.

It was Nick's turn. "Zion. Truth or Dare?" He asked. I scoffed and chose dare, because I'm not scared.

"I dare you to make out with any girl downstairs." He said. I rolled my eyes. With these dares I feel like he's mocking my skills

"That's baby work." I said, about to get up but he started to talk again.

"You know what never mind. I'm gonna give you something harder. This is not even a dare, it's a bet." He said. I shrug my shoulder, ready for anything that Nick is about to throw at me.

"I bet you $500 that you can't make y/n l/n to fall in love in two weeks." He said.

y/n l/n. Are you serious, that girl has turned down every boy that even looked at her. Don't get me wrong she's gorgeous but scary, and she's one girl I've never even thought to get with.

"Easy. No problem, be ready to pay me." I'm way over in my head.

y/n's POV

My friends dragged me to a party I didn't really want to go to. I'm not a party girl, I don't enjoy the loud music, the smell of alcohol and weed, the sweating bodies of teenagers, and worst of all the sex smell.

Those smells combine makes me gag. My friends say I need to loosen up, and and have more fun, but reading Wattpad books is so much better than being someplace I don't want to be.

Boys have been trying to get with me all night and I've turned them down. All boys want is sex. I also don't trust boys like I used to. I had a boyfriend that cheated on me with his ex. Yeah it kind of sucked because I really liked him. I haven't dated anyone since

"Hey, never thought I'd ever see you at a party." A familiar voice said. I turn around and there stood Zion.

"I'm more surprised than you are." I said looking around, watching kids go wild and basically make child on a love seat.

"So what made a goody-two shoes like you to walk into a party like this." He asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"Believe it or not I'm here against my will." I replied, crossing my arms around my chest.

"Hmm.. in a hostile situation you seem really calm." He says sarcastically. I cracked a tiny smile at him. A boy hasn't made me smile in months.

"I don't like to crack under pressure." I sarcastically replied back, he sends me a smirk. I raise my eyebrow.