The Rings

[ fifteen ]

Liam's car screeched to a halt outside a large house. Surely Harry didn't own this whole house, did he?

The second the car stopped, I couldn't wait to get out of it. Being in the small space with Liam was uncomfortable and ever since what Charlotte had told me, I felt like I was being followed by paparazzi, all the time.

I jumped out and tried to hurry inside, but Liam was behind me in a flash.

As we entered, I expected him to leave me again, but this time he stuck with me. This party was crazier than Zayn's and it was only 9:00!

The beat was thumping in my ears and bodies pressed against me. I was glad I'd left my phone at home this time, because if I'd brought it, someone could easily take it and I'd be none the wiser. Although to be fair, my phone wasn't worth stealing.

I tried to push my way through the crowd to get to a clearer space, when I saw a blonde head that ruined everything.

Why was Niall here? This wasn't his party. Why were Niall and Harry even friends? Harry was like, way out of Niall's friendship league.

Niall spotted me within a second, but I did my best to pretend I hadn't seen him. The next second, Liam had slung his arm around my waist and was laughing for no reason. I saw him glance a Niall before lowering his arm to my behind.

I wanted to slap him off, but the shocked look on Niall's face was somewhat satisfying, even though I knew that Liam was just trying to piss Niall off. When I looked back at Niall, he was gone and the next person to spot our intimate embrace was Harry.

It was then that I made a run for it. I ducked under the crowds of dancing, screaming and singing people as I hid from Harry.

Once I knew I was safe, I watched Harry through the people as he climbed up onto a mini bar and sprayed alcohol over everybody.

For some reason people seemed to love it. Thankfully it didn't get near to me, so my new outfit I had bought the day before was still pristine.

Harry did an odd dance move on the bar as the beat dropped, pounding his fist over and over and shaking his curls around, like the music was carrying him away.

Every so often I found myself sub consciously pulling my skirt up and ruffling my hair, as I snuck around the bar to get a drink.

I wasn't sure why I had come here, but I could at least have tried to have fun.

I got a drink a downed it before I could think what I was doing and yet again came the hyped up feeling I had last time. The feeling that made me want to forget everything and dance until I could stand anymore. I could resist any longer, so I stumbled to dance floor and started to dance with random people.

None of us knew each other, but it didn't matter, everyone was too drunk to be bothered to find out who they were dancing with. I had only had one drink, but I was having too much fun to care.

*****

"Skye!"

"What?"

"Let's play a game!"

"Okayyyy!" I slurred, following whoever this person was to a table. When I sat down, I saw it was Liam and at the table was a bunch of strangers. I recognised maybe one or two. But only Niall, Harry, Zayn, Liam and some other randomer. The rest were strangers.

Oh crap. Niall, Harry, Zayn and Liam.

"Skye, do you know how to play this?" Liam asked, loudly, trying to be heard over the music.

I shook my head.

"Well we're playing Shot or Dare. Dare each other to do something or forfeit and take a shot of vodka!"