Nothing but Trouble {Harry Styles Punk/ AU}

Chapter 12 part 1

The worst thing you can do in your life as a high school student?

Go to a party with Hannah and Tristan.

On a Thursday.

They're crazy.

"Tristan! Would you please tell Hannah that I'm not going to play truth or dare?" I begged the blonde over the loud house music, trying to hide behind her as the other brunette of our group continued to try and persuade me. Hannah wanted me to play truth or dare with a group of kids from the party we were at which I didn't want to join at all. Especially since one of them decided to touch my ass a bit earlier. "I don't know about you but I don't feel like sucking dick."

This caused them both to burst out into laughter while spilling the red cups of bear, making me pout a bit at them. I was dead serious.

"Anna," started Tristan, who slowly calmed down from her laughter and faced me completely now, "we're at a party so just have some fun."

I rolled my eyes and let a sigh escape my dark red lips, staring at the two girls. Our outfits were similar except for the color. Tight jeans, a sweater, and combat boots was what we wore. I had a coal black sweater while Hannah had grey and Tristan had a blood red. They liked their colors dark for some reason. I grabbed one of the red solo cups, filled it with some sprite, and looked at the two girls.

"Let's party."

Those two words made them cheer and drag me to the living room where the dancing was taking place, along with the games. There was beer pong, beer chugs, apple bobbing in beer, and, what I don't want to play, truth or dare. Tristan went off to the group playing beer pong while Hannah brought me over to the game we were fighting for two minutes ago. I really hated truth or dare and nothing could change my mind on that opinion. Sadly.

I sat in the circle with the other players, Hannah on my left while some red head was on my right, whom smelt like weed and beer mixed together. A strong mixture. I scoot closer to Hannah to get away from the smell, laughing a bit. There were about five people ahead of me before it was finally my turn, the perpetrator?

The red head.

"Truth or dare, babe?" He asks, his accent a bit thicker than my own but it was still British. What surprised me was how deep his voice was bcause he looked very shrimpy. He has a messy mop of red hair with freckles and blue eyes, I thought his voice would of been light or airy.

My choice? Dare.

"I dare you to," he takes a moment to think of it before sending me a devilish smirk, "kiss the next guy that walks through that front door. Cup his cheeks and kiss him hard."

My mouth gapped a bit in surprise not thinking he would do that. All of our attention turned to the front door to see who opened it, my prayers were hoping it wasn't Harry. I would basically just throw myself off the house balcony if it was. The specks of blond hair sent relief through my body as I got up from my spot, my knee joints cracking a bit. It didn't even surprise me.

I rushed over to him, all eyes from his group and the partiers on me, as I cupped Niall's cheeks and kissed his lips. His lips were soft and warm, they felt quite nice against my own lips. I was shocked a bit when he placed his hands on my hips and pressed them against his own hips, our lips moving in sync. I believe our kiss was going to last longer if no one had cleared their throats awkwardly. I reacted by jumping back two feet from Niall, my eyes wide along with his eyes.

"It was a dare." I murmured to him before rushing to my spot next to Hannah, ignoring the other stares. "Truth or dare, Hannah."

"Dare." she said.

This game continued for about a hour before I got up and went out to the back, Niall and his friends there sitting around. I didn't feel scared to be around them anymore but the sight of Harry not being near them did hurt my nerves a bit. I took a step forward until a hand caught my wrist tightly. What is with them grabbing my wrists?

"Wrong answer." growled Harry, his breath tickling my neck as he bit my earlobe and tugged gently. My breath hitched then I screamed when he covered my mouth with his hand. I started to struggle to get free until all I saw was blackness. I though he had blinded me but in fact he had thrown me to the ground.

As my vision began to blur, I caught sight of the five men plus someone else standing over me and talking.

The last words that caught my attention were 'Fucking hell. We're too early.'
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Notes:
To be continued..

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