TRUTH OR DARE
Truth or Dare
Harry’s hand is dancing up my legs, getting closer and closer to the crevice between my thighs. As my eyes wonder over to him, he diverts his away to look at Niall on the opposite side of the circle. He takes a sip of his beer but I can see the smirk stretch across his cheeks behind the bottle neck.
“Niall.” Louis yells causing everyone in the circle to jump and Harry’s hand to slip from me. “Truth or dare?”
Niall takes a large gulp of his beer as he decides on his answer. “Truth,” he says unsure.
“You are the only one here without a girlfriend. Out of all ours which one would you avoid, snog, sleep with and marry.” Niall groans, his eyes roaming over all the girls.
“Someone’s going to kill me after this, avoid Sophia, snog Perrie, sleep with El and marry (Y/N).” he says quietly as he nods at all the girls.
I give him a cheer and a wink, much to Harry’s annoyance even though he knows I would never do something like that to him. Sophia is the only one that looks annoyed by his answer though, but Niall tells her that it’s just because he doesn’t know her as well as he knows the rest of us.
Now Niall’s eyes run over me for a second before he looks to Harry. “Truth or dare Harry?”
Harry gives a look down to me before he answers. “Dare.” He says bravely, his hand roaming up the back of my shirt, his fingers moving over my spine, causing a light shiver to run throughout at my body.
“I dare you…” he begins. not yet having anything in mind, “and (Y/N) to go upstairs for seven minutes in heaven.”
The bottle that is close to my lips freezes and so does Harry’s hand the both us staring at Niall as he drunkenly smiles at the both of us.
“You haven’t been able to keep your hands of (Y/N) all night Harry, if you’re going to do it may as well be subtle about it.” He says raising his eyebrows at us.
Harry just shakes his head and takes his hand in mine pulling me up the stairs of our house and into the bedroom leaving all the others downstairs to continue with their game and Niall to shout after us. “Be nice with my wife Styles.”
As soon as Harry has the door shut he has me pressed against it pulling my shirt up over my head. “What I want to do with you, is going to take longer than seven minutes and you’re going to need to be very quiet.” He seductively whispers in my ear before his arms wrap around my waist lifting me up, his lips begining there assault on mine.