Stolen

“I dare you..” He drunkenly responded to me as I swallowed another swig of vodka.
“C’mon Harreh, speak a little faster before I leave.” I giggled, actually giggled, as I stared at the boy sitting before me.
“No Stel you aren’t leaving. You uh.” He laughed before continuing his words, “You’re really drunk.”
“Don’t tell me what to do Harry, I will do what I want, you-you aren’t my mother.”
“Hey Stella I have a dare now.”
“And what is that Har-Bear?”
“I dare you to make me fall in love with you.” He whispered, crinkling his nose as he did so.

{AU Harry Styles}