Truth Or Dare? ✓

7. kiss me

First days of school are always just such a bullshit to be honest. Like all you do is meet those fake bitches, some friends, sign up for classes, which, okay, is quite exciting and then listen to the principal and teachers, and then you go home. In my case, I go get fucking wasted at Noah's garage.

It's been kind of a tradition already. All high school years we've been doing this. There's always new people coming, but me, Owen, Liz and Noah always stay the same.

The lunch bell rang which meant just one more class after this. Liz was already at the cafeteria with the others, so I had to walk there alone.

"Wait up, girl!" some boy behind me yelled through the whole hall, so I stopped to look who he is. Oh, the cute guy from my english class.

"Tyler, I believe?" I chuckled, once he finally was next to me. He jus nodded, still being out of his breath. His hair was falling into his eyes.

"Summer's been treating you good!" he exclaimed and laughed.

"Not so bad yourself." I laughed too and we entered the cafeteria shoulder by shoulder.

He was trying to decide between apple and orange juice, when I came up with an idea.

"Hey, Tyler, what are you doing tonight?" I asked and spotted Liz's confused stares from our table.

"Um. Nothing. What can you offer me?" he winked and me and I cringed.

"I'm having this getting drunk and high with my friends. Nothing too crazy." I explained it to him and he finally took the apple juice.

"Yeah, sure. I'll be there. Just text me the address." he smiled big and I smiled back. That was fast.

"Okay, cool!" I turned around and started to walk to our table as fast as possible.

"So the cute guy from english, huh? The best way how to forget a guy is to fuck another?" Liz said and people looked up from their plates.

"Shut up!" I whispered, suddenly feeling embarrassed for inviting him. I sat down. Next to Owen, as always. He didn't even look at me. Was I just trying to prove something? Did I just proved that I'm not so different from Owen actually? I'm such a dumbass.

"I may have invited him tonight." I said to my friends with my head down.

"It's cool! The more the merrier." Noah shrugged his shoulders and Liz nodded while her mouth was stuffed full with chicken.

"What do you say, Owen?" I slightly turned, to see his face. He was picking his potatoes with his fork.

"Honestly, I don't fucking care. I'm leaving, I'm not hungry anymore." he grabbed his backpack and got up. Without telling anything more, he left the cafeteria.

Owen arrived the last, and at some point I was getting really nervous and scared about him not coming at all.

"Yeah, and then the guy with the red hoodie said that he just wants to.." Tyler, sitting next to me on the couch was telling me about this movie he liked, but I wasn't really paying attention. My eyes were on Owen. He was coming in our direction.

"Um, excuse me, can I borrow Isabel for one sec?" Owen came to us. I drank my vodka.

"No, you can't, she's mine for tonight, bro!" Tyler was starting to get up from the couch and I honestly wasn't up for some shitty drama and fight.

"Hey, I'll be gone for literally one minute, Tyler. Just wait here." I said, grabbing his hand and leaning in to kiss him. His mouth was hot and wet and obviously not Owen's, but not the worst either. Why, just fucking why?

Then Owen grabbed me by my arm and dragged me trough the whole garage, until we were outside. His whole body was pulsing from anger.

"Honestly, what the fuck, Bel? Okay, you ask the guy to join us because he's clearly crushing on you, you flirt a little bit, okay, but kissing that asshole in front of me? Who the fuck do you think you are?" he was yelling at me. Like really yelling. He was hurt. I hurt him by kissing Tyler. Yes, I'm and idiot. Clearly, with kissing Tyler I just wanted to show that our kiss didn't mean that much to me when actually it kind of meant everything.

"I'm wasted Owen, and it's not like you don't go around and fuck girls." I swung my arms in the air. Being wasted is not an excuse and I'm not even wasted.

"I just thought that after.." he turned around from me.

"What do you think, Owen? What the fuck do you think?" I yelled, touching his shoulders and making him turn back and face him.

His face was full with anger when he started to move closer to me.

"I think that you're just a fucking whore!" he whispered and grabbed my face in his cold hands. He was panting.

"Oh, really?" I said, moving closer to him. We both wanted it.

"Fuck, Bel! What are you doing to me?" he cried out, still cupping my face and now resting his forehead against mind with his eyes closed and our noses touching.

"Kiss me." I whispered.

At first he teasingly touched my lips with his fingers, then he leaned in and just slightly touched them with his lips. He put his hands on my butt and pulled me even closer to his body. Suddenly he bit my lip and pulled back a little bit, still biting and sucking on it. A quiet moan escaped from me.

"I love how fucking crazy you are about me." he said with his lips all over my face. My one hand was in his hair, the other moved down to his crotch. Now it was his time to moan in my ear.

We kissed. Yet again like our lives would depend on it. I was pressed against Noah's house, my legs were around his waist, Owen's hands were all over my body and his tongue was inside of my mouth. He went crazy when I sucked on his earlobe. I was sure that I also gave him at least two hickeys on his neck.

"What the hell?" we heard a voice from behind us. Owen groaned and I laughed.

"Shit." I cursed and Owen slowly put me down to the ground. We both turned around, he was behind me, his arms around me, my body pressed against his.

If a stare could kill, Tyler's would have killed both of us.

"I'll be back in literally one minute, huh? Screw you, Bella, honestly screw you." he yelled and kicked a bush.

"It's Isabel!" Owen exclaimed, taking my hand in his and interlocking our fingers.

"Sorry, Tyler!" I said, while being dragged back in. I actually felt like the worst at that moment. Why the fuck I even thought of inviting him. Tyler wasn't the relationship kind of guy as well, so this didn't really mean anything, just another girl, but I was still the worst person on this planet, playing with someone's feelings. But someone was playing with mine as well. Isn't it a little bit fair?

"He kisses like my grandma anyways." Owen chuckled and I hit his shoulder.

"Have you kissed him? He's actually a cool guy." I defended Tyler and not because I wanted to make Owen jealous. Well, a little bit, but mostly because I really thought like that.

"Yes, exactly! He's just a cool guy. Bel, you're so much more worth than just for sum cool guy with wrong intentions. "

author's note :)

hi! thank you so much for reading it. means the world to me.

what do u think about their chemistry?

also, when do u guys start school? :(
i start in september.