Okay, you guys have pretty much every reason to kill me. I would kill me if I were you. Anyway, hopefully you can forgive me so we can get on with the story. If you actually read this, good for you. Now, on with the story!
POV Tris
"Ooh me me me!" Uriah yells, sounding like a two year old.
"Alright, baby bro, looks like you get the honors," Zeke laughs.
"Yesss!" Screams Uriah in a extremely high pitch. He catches everyone looking, and blushes. "Uhh, I mean, yeah, awesome," he repeats in a much lower voice. "Uh, anyway, let's see, truth or dare . . . Tris!"
I start when I hear my name. "Umm . . . dare?" I say without thinking. I know I made the wrong choice when I see Uriah's grin.
"Good choice! I dare you . . . to sit on Four's lap for the rest of the game." My face turns extremely red, and so does Four's, as the rest of our friends howl in laughter. I don't want to take my top off, so I stand up and walk over to Four. As nervous as I am, I can't say I don't enjoy it when I sit down on Four's lap. I see everyone staring at me expectantly, and I remember that it's my turn to ask a question.
"Christina," I say, "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," She replies.
"Pansycake," I hear someone who I am willing to bet any amount of money is Uriah.
"Shut it," Chris growls.
I think of a good question to give her. "How far have you gone with Will?"
Her face turns red as she mumbles out something incomprehensible.
"What's that?" I ask with a smile.
"I really hate you, you know?" She snaps at me.
"I know. What's your answer?" I ask again.
She mumbles out yet another phrase I can't catch.
"What?"
"THIRD BASE!" She yells.
Everyone cracks up, save for Will, whose face is somehow more red than Chris'.
"Okay, okay, very funny," she snaps. "Let's see . . . Truth or dare . . . Four!"
I feel him stiffen. "Truth." His response is curt, and I think Chris might be in some trouble if she doesn't watch what she says.
"What's your real name?" she asks. I feel everyone's eyes turn to us, curious to see what he'll say. Instead of answering, he lifts his shit up and pulls it over his head in one swift movement. I blush at the feeling of his well toned abs where my shirt has been pushed slightly over my waist.
"Zeke, truth or dare?" Four asks.
"Dare, baby!" Zeke cries.
"Kiss Shauna for thirty seconds," Four smirks, knowing he landed on the one dare Zeke was apprehensive about. Zeke pales, but crawls over to Shauna. He leans in awkwardly, and their noses bump before his lips can touch hers. Blushing fiercely, they try again, and this time,they succeed in touching lips. They stay in that position for a couple seconds, before Uriah lets out a wolf whistle, and Zeke breaks away, glaring at him.
"Fine. Will. Truth or Dare?"
"Dare," Will smirks.
"I dare you . . . to take off your shirt," Zeke says, thinking he has Will trapped. Will freezes for a second, smirks and takes off his pants.
"What?" He asks when he sees everyone staring at him. "You didn't specify which piece of clothing we have to take off."
"Whatever," Zeke sighs.
"Anyway, truth or dare . . . Tris!" Will calls, sounding like a game show host.
"Again?" I complain. "Fine. Dare again."
Zeke smirks. "Payback time, Four. Tris, I dare you to kiss Four for two minutes!"
I freeze, because even though I really do like this dare, it's not something I want to do in front of my friends. I turn around in Four's lap, so I am straddling him, and look at him as to ask his approval. My pulse soars as he nods. Slowly, I lean in, and when my lips touch his, I swear sparks fly. He begins to move his lips against mine, and I respond. Soon, he slips his tongue into my mouth, and begins massaging mine. I shiver. All too soon, two minutes are up. I hear laughs coming from Uriah, Zeke, and Chris. I start to turn back around, but Four slips his arms around my waist, not letting me.
"Stay," He whispers in my ear. "It's more comfortable." My heart is beating so loud, I'm sure he can hear it, but I nod.
Okay, not the best ending. I'm really sorry, but I don't know when I will post again. hopefully sometime soon.
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