Something Special {H.S.}

*27: Penis Candy

Sex, violence, and a dash of background history. Could you ask for anything more?
You have been warned >:)

*: means sexual stuff is finna go down!
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Everyone wants to see Daria 'bust a nut' as Louis puts it.

Obviously he's talking about the phallic shaped piñata because as soon as it enters the house, everyone's attention is immediately drawn to it.

"Is it filled with candy?" Niall, of course, asks this question.

"Ooh, like those penis shaped gummy bears on that one episode of 'The Office' where Andy breaks up with Jessica at her cousin's bachelorette party because he loves Erin but he chickens out and tells Jessica that he's gay and they leave but Erin is sad so they come back to tell the truth and the angry mob that is Jessica's family runs them out of there?"

Everyone looks at Harry like he's grown a gazillion heads.

"Mate, are ya feeling okay? It sounds like you but, some Harry clone must've taken over your body."

Louis' statement riles up Harry as he retorts with, "Oh piss off will you! Literally everyone with a brain loves 'The Office'."

Louis just shrugs, quickly dropping the subject.

After that things move pretty fast.

Harry and I go upstairs to change into pajamas, me in a fried chicken onesie and harry in a pizza onesie, and when we come back downstairs it is chaos.

Someone had found a metal bat which Daria was welding while also wearing a bandana over her eyes. She had also changed into 'The Walking Dead' pajamas and was swinging the bat wildly. Of fucking course Louis is the one holding the piñata in the air as she tries to hit it.

Just as Harry and I reach the madness Daria hits the piñata, just barley missing Louis' head, spraying candy everywhere.

Penis shaped hard candy.

Harry and I burst out laughing at the sight of Niall, Louis, and Liam diving for the candy until they notice what it is.

"Hey, the fuck is this?" Liam says as they all turn to look at me accusingly.

I raise my hands in the air. "Don't look at me, I'm not the one who picked out the piñata!" And I look pointedly at Daria who is, standing in the midst of the rainbow penis candy, looking smug.

"What? Niall is the one who said that a slumber party wasn't 'manly', so I made it manly. Aren't you ecstatic, Niall?"

You know that book, 50 shades of grey? Well they should write another one called 50 shades of red, starring Niall as the main character. The irishman's face is so red that he looks like a sunburnt tomato.

"Okay, okay! I get your point Daria, jeez!"

Looking even more smug than before, Daria proceeds to pick up the candy. Eventually the grumbling group helps her and they put the piñata in a random closet.

After everything is cleaned up, Liam suggests a game of Truth or Dare.

Everyone seems up for it, so we sit in a circle on the floor of the living room. Harry is seated next to me on my right, while Liam is on my left. The others are in an arc across from us.

"Well, since Liam thought of it, he should go first." I suggest, and everyone agrees.

"Okay... Roxy, truth or dare?"

Her brown eyes hold no hint of hesitation as she says, "Truth."

"Hmm, okay. Is it true that you and Harry used to hookup?"