Truth Or Dare (Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 4- Play Fair!

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Hannah’s POV

I’ve been hanging out with the boys a lot the past couple weeks. But Louis and I have never really been on a real date yet. For the time being, I’m just spending time with them all, becoming closer to them, and trying to forget about Luke. They’re really fun to be around. I’m glad I found them at the hotel when I did.

The boys invited me over to watch a movie. Of course Liam had to pick Toy Story. It was late at night and Louis decided to cuddle up with me under a blanket. I rested my head on his shoulder, dozing off towards the end of the movie. Louis turned his head down to look at me, and rubbed his nose against mine as we smiled. “Are you tired?” he whispered as Zayn pushed in a different movie now. I shook my head. I wasn’t ready to go home yet. And yes, if you’re asking, we’ve all left the hotel. My family’s back at home and I’m with the boys at Liam and Niall’s flat. Louis draped his arm over my shoulders. “You sure? You can go to sleep if you wanna. You look tired.” I looked up at him and smiled. “No, I’m good. Really.” he smiled back, turning his head back to look at the TV. My eyes caught with Harry’s sitting across the room in the recliner chair. He was staring at me, emotionless. Just like he was kind of zoned out. Then he gave me a smile, looking away.

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The movie was scaring me, so I jumped up. “Mind if I go get something to drink? I’m so thirsty.” I said, running to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I was waiting out the scary part, which lasts a few minutes. I could hear the girl scream on the movie and it’s almost like I could feel Niall’s excitement. How could he handle such creepy horrifying films? I filled up the light green glass with water and stood in front of the stove, looking out the window into the dark as I drank it. Then something came and pinched my waist with force and I jumped, dropping the glass as they refused to let me go. I went to go yelp, then I realized I wasn’t outside, so I wasn’t being murdered or anything.

“Harry!” I hissed. “Don’t scare me like that!”

“Sorry, love.” he smiled at me. He grabbed juice from the fridge and came back over to me from behind, standing right behind me, and lowering his lips even with my ear. “Whatcha doin?” he asked huskily. It made me nervous, but I don’t know why. Maybe it was because his crotch was so close. I laughed to myself on the inside as I stumbled for words. “I…just, uh…waiting on the scary part to end, to be honest.” I laughed nervously as one end of his lip twitched upward into a crooked smile as he snuck his hand onto my waist, barely touching it.

“I bet Louis would’ve comforted you.” I whipped around to face him, my back towards the window now. He let his hand fall. “Wh-why would you think that?” I asked. Louis doesn’t even like me like that. “Well…he did kiss you, you know.” Harry said, looking off to the side and shrugging one shoulder nonchalantly. “That kiss was a dare, Harry.” I said blankly as he shrugged again, this time raising his eyebrows. His face was now mere inches from mine as we stared intently into each others’ green eyes for what seemed like forever. He finally backed up. “Whatever you say.” he replied, leaving the kitchen, acting like nothing happened. When in reality, I think he just seduced me. He was all up in my bubble, and he smelt so good. Almost as good as Louis. But Lou had that permanent natural smell to him. It smelled like Harry had just sprayed some cologne. It was kind of strong. But how close he got to me…it was a big turn on. Which wasn’t good, since he knows I like Louis.

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When I got back to the living room, Louis was still under the blanket. Except he was now…shirtless? I almost passed out. I sat on the complete opposite end of the couch so I would be able to control myself, but I couldn’t help but glance a few times over at his tanned, bare chest. He smirked at me.

“Whatcha lookin’ at?” he asked. “You seem to be pretty…interested.” he smirked even bigger now as I blushed, even though it was dark in the room. Zayn and Niall shushed him so they could hear the movie, but he just crawled closer to me as I scooted back. “I…just um-”

“Oh, I see. You don’t want to cuddle with me anymore, do you? I did something wrong, didn’t I?” Louis asked, playing stupid. He opened up his arms for me to fall into. “I see how it is, Lou. You’re not playing fair! You know what? Fine. Two can play at that game.” I smiled as I ignored his offer. He pretended to pout as I shrugged, looking at the TV. “Sorry, Louis. But not until you put a shirt on. You wanna play hard to get? Let’s play.” I winked as he growled, slipping his shirt back on. I laughed, leaning back onto his buff arm. God, he’s so much more muscular than I thought…

I felt eyes fixated to the side of my face. I looked to my left across the room again, only to find Harry quickly jerking his head away.

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“Hey. Wake up already sleepyhead. I made you breakfast.” I woke up to a curly headed mop and happy green eyes staring at me widely. I rubbed my eyes. “Sorry, what did you say?” I asked. I guess I ended up falling asleep here. I looked around the room, me on the same couch with the same blanket Lou and I shared, Louis sleeping on the couch beside me. The blanket still had his scent on it. I smiled, bringing it up to my neck.

“I said, I made you breakfast. Want some?” he asked. It sounded like he was the only one up. It was so empty and quiet, it was like his voice practically boomed through the house. “Uh…yeah, sure. Is everyone else still asleep?” I asked, sitting up now. He nodded, heading off to the kitchen. He rushed back in with a tray and a plate of food, setting it down in front of me as he did the same for him. “You didn’t make food for any of the others?” I asked. “Nah,” he shook his head, “They’ll be fine.”

After a few more minutes of eating the delicious breakfast Harry made, I spoke up again. “So what did I do to deserve this? I mean, this tastes amazing. What do you want?” I laughed, stabbing my fork into another piece of the blueberry pancakes. He took a big chunk out of his toast before he spoke. “I dunno, I just wanted some alone time with you. I guess I got jealous of how much time you‘ve been spending with Lou.” And I’m not sure if it was the way he said it or just that I was surprised by what he said, but that was when I choked on my food, startling Louis.

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