Title: Dare you to move

Author: alienangel19852003

Summary: Summertime is rapidly approaching in Pickford and Phil, Keely, Owen, and Via are bored. Owen suggests a game of dare will his game be the thing that brings them all closer than before?

Rating: T, sexuality, language, teen partying,

Disclaimer: I don't own POTF.

A/n: Okay, some mature themes in this chappy, but you folks can handle it, ask nicely and I might add a tiny bit more of a teaser in one of the scenes, you know which one I'm talking about. My computer is holding steady now for a while. I don't know how long. But I'm glad to be able to update while I can…I think all of you are so super creat for reviewing. And I hope to see what you guys think of this chapter, I basically got it out within the last three and half hours.

"Spend the night with you"

Keely is having the time of her life at the dance, and she isn't sure whether it's because she's kinda tipsy and with her best friends dancing the night away or if it's because she and Phil are there together, together. Even if it was a dare she still loved every minute of it.

It felt like a real date he danced only with her slow songs and fast songs mind you, although they never could master the steps quite like Owen and Via, who had to be separated twice by Vice Principal Hackett for lewd dance movements.

"Listen up folks it's the last song of the night, and we're going to make it slow and sweet. Hit it boo." Pim said over the PA system.

A song by Swtichfoot began to play and Phil put his arms around her waist and they began to sway to the song staring into each other's eyes it was the perfect end to a perfect night. It seemed to describe the way she felt about him.

I'm on fire when you're near me

I'm on fire when you speak

I'm on fire burning at these mysteries

He held her tight never breaking her gaze until he had leaned in and pressed his lips to hers it was quick and so soft a kiss that Keely wasn't sure it had happened but then she noticed he was wearing some of her lip gloss.

I'm standing on the edge of me.

Standing on the edge of everything I've ever been

I've been standing at the edge of me standing

At the edge

The dance ended and students were chattering and Owen wanted to leave so Keely didn't get to ask Phil about the kiss. The limo was noisy since Little Danny and Pim needed a ride home and the duo were so obnoxiously loud Keely couldn't even think. After dropping off the two freshmen, Owen pulled out the tequila and Keely forgot all about asking Phil for the moment.

Back at Owen's place Via started a game of Marry, Screw or Kill. Where you tell which one of the Three Stooges or whatever you would marry, screw, or kill.

"Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo." Via said laughing, "Keely you know you've thought about this."

"Um…I'd marry Shaggy, bang Fred's brains out, and kill that damn dog alright." Keely muttered.

The group laughed.

"What about you Phil?" Keely asked.

"I don't know…I've seen the stupid movie. I guess I'll marry Daphne, have sex with Velma, and I'd kill Fred. He's such a douche." Phil answered.

"Owen…you're only one who hasn't answered. It's your turn!" Keely said a bit loudly but she was thankful Mr. & Mrs. Sanders weren't home seeing as they were all drunk still dressed in most of their formal wear sitting outside by the pool.

"You know I'd marry Velma, fuck Daphne, and I'd kill that stupid mutt." Owen laughed.

"Why are you all hating on Scooby?" Via asked.

"What's stranger is you're the one who said you wanted to fuck him…" Phil pointed out.

"I meant Shaggy, I need some more to drink." Via said.

"Yeah me too," Owen said.

It was indeed the general consensus.

"I'll go get some more to drink." Keely offered desperate for some time to think and to avoid another round of the game.

"There's vodka in the freezer and paper cups on the counter." Owen said.

"Owen! We've had a bottle of tequila already, I think we should just stop for a while." Phil said.

"Keely bring the orange juice would you so we won't have it straight." Via suggested.

"Will do."

"Do you need some help?" Phil asked her.

"Nah, I got it." Keely said her gaze drifting from his eyes down to the rest of his body.

Phil had long ago taken of the jacket to his tux and the button down shirt. He and Owen were both dressed in just their vests and slacks. He was so tan all over and Keely couldn't help being fascinated by that bronze skin. The faint sheen of sweat on the slightly defined muscles of his arms entranced her for a second.

She blushed when she realized she was staring and pulled open the sliding glass door and walked into Owen's kitchen. Keely was definitely catching feelings for Phil. She sighed softly trying to calm herself, her heart was racing her mouth was dry she was more then catching feelings she was in love.

She went to the fridge and got out the vodka the orange juice and she grabbed the cups and made her way back outside.

"No, no is it my turn?" Keely said returning with some cups and some vodka and a small jug of orange juice.

"It's a new game. We're going to play a drinking game called I never, you say something that you've done but say I never and then you have to take a sip and then it goes on the next person says an I never and if you've done it you have to drink." Via explained.

She passed everyone a cup, like any of them needed anymore to drink but they were going to play a game of I never. Owen dulled out more shots.

"I'll go first to let you guys know what kind of I nevers to use," Via said already blushing, "I never masturbated to broadband internet porn."

She watched as Via, Owen and even Phil took a guilty sip. She couldn't say she was surprised he was a guy right?

"Your turn Keely, lets see how bad you really are." Via said.

Keely smirked and thought of the most devilish I never.

"I've never fantasized about any of my good friends." She said taking a quick sip and keeping her eyes on Phil who also took a sip.

"I saw that Diffo, you'd better not be thinking about me." Owen said.

Via laughed, "I know exactly who he was thinking about."

"You looking at my woman now?" Owen asked.

"Oh so you admit that Via is your woman now." Phil smirked.

"Yeah…"

Keely laughed, "It's your turn Phil."

"I never spied on the girls getting dressed for gym." Phil blushed before taking a sip.

Owen took a sip, "Boring Diff Man, this how it's done. I never had sex in a public place."

Keely watched horrified, as all three of them took a sip.

Via glared at Phil once she swallowed, "I thought you were a virgin,"

He blushed, "I am, if it's with yourself it still counts, I guess."

"Well, then I'd better take a sip myself." Keely admitted.

"I never kissed a girl." Via said before taking a sip.

Keely watched Owen and Phil drink from their cups as well.

A few more I nevers later Keely was beginning to feel loose tongued and lightheaded. They had moved their little game inside. Owen had suddenly become fascinated with the water, and Via decided to get him away from it none of them were in any condition to play lifeguard.

They were sitting on the couch just laughing, after awhile Keely and Phil had stopped been able to drink and Owen and Via were trying to top each other's outrageous I nevers.

"Owen, this isn't fun anymore. You turn everything we do into a pissing contest." Via said.

"We can watch Adult Swim Family Guy is on I love that show…" Owen said clicking on the TV.

Keely wasn't interested in television there was a sight right beside her, and she was tired of just watching she wanted more than that and in her drunken state she was willing do something about it. Keely climbed onto Phil's lap pulling her dress up to her knees so she could do so easily.

"Keel…" he whispered, not a trace of shock evident on his face all she could see was his want for her.

"You kissed me at the dance."

"I did," he admitted blushing, "I'm sorry I said no pressure, but I didn't stick to my own rule."

"It's okay, I think I'd like some pressure." Keely said.

"Can we take all conversations about pressure up to the guest room along with all Keely and Phil dry hump sessions? Brian is about to do the peanut butter jelly dance." Owen said.

Keely climbed off of Phil she took his hand, "C'mon."

She led him up to the guest bedroom.

"Keely, I want us to get together but not when…we're like this…fuck I can't think about anything but your lips."

She leaned in and kissed him roughly, and he responded and it was so amazing better than any of the other kisses they'd shared. They finally broke apart breathing heavily.

"I need you Phil…" she whispered pouting.


Phil's resolve melted instantly when he saw the pout on her face, he pulled her close and crashed his lips down on hers, he closed the door there was no more pretenses. He knew why she'd brought him up there. And he knew why he'd come along, he'd been hard all through the game of I never.

He guided them over to the queen sized bed and gently lay her down and he hovered above her kissing cheeks her chin, her nose, and her forehead.

"Do you…" he paused to kiss her throat, "want this?"

Keely panted in response, "So much Phil…"

He kissed her neck losing him in the feel of her soft skin and the way she moaned when he touched her, he barely heard the zipper on her gown go down. From there it was a blur of moans and screams and skin on skin. It was beautiful, as he made them one he told her his love for her and she'd mirrored his words.

Phil awoke to the sun glaring down on him; he was in a strange but really nice room. It must have been a guest room. He tried to figure out his surroundings but found that his head hurt too much to think. What disturbed him more was that he was comepletely nude.

He rolled over to see a tangle of blonde hair and a smooth pale back tapering down to a slim waist and a bare bottom. He suddenly came to the stark realization that it was Keely lying next to him. He sat up so quickly it woke her.

"What the…" she looked up at him confused, before she screamed and tried to cover herself with the sheet.

He slid out of bed and tried to find his clothes, mumbling apologies.

"Oh my God…we didn't…" she said.

"We did…I really think we did, I don't remember…" he whispered pulling on his boxers.

"I remember bits and pieces; I remember the dancing and the drinking. And some of the naked bedroom grinding. As to the how I don't get."

"Well, you remember a lot more than I do. I remember leaving the dance but after that it's kind of a blur…a sweaty naked blur." Phil said.

"Alright, we must discuss this calmly and rationally for the good our friendship," she said holding the sheet tightly to her body.

"I don't know if I can do calm and rational with this mammoth sized headache." He told her, "but I'll try." He told her as he took a seat on the bed.

He watched as she bent down to retrieve some of her clothes off the floor and as she pulled on her what he was guessing what her underwear he couldn't see anything around the sheet. Before she coiled the sheet tighter around her body and sat down.

"I can't believe it's really gone…" she said.

"What?"

"My virginity, your virginity." Keely said. "I'm glad it was you though Phil…"

"That's right I'm the go to guy for drunk sex." Phil said wondering if he'd been a bad lover, since she wasn't freaking out over the fact that he'd taken advantage of her.

"That's not what I meant; I mean…it could have been a lot worse. It could have been with some guy that I don't even care about instead of with my best friend and for that I'm eternally grateful."

"You're not mad because I took advantage of you?" he asked.

"We kind of took advantage of each other don't you think Phil, judging that huge hickey on your neck I'd have to say we both had a handle on what was going on in this bed."

"I was so drunk Keel…I would never just…"

There was a flicker of pain in her eyes just for a second, "You saying you don't find me attractive unless you're drunk?"

"What? No! Keely I didn't want to do this drunk, if our relationship would ever dictate for us to engage in," he paused to rub his temple, "sexual intercourse I'd prefer it be sober sex."

"Don't get all clinical on me okay, I guess you don't think about me that way. And to tell the truth, that kind of goes both ways, I don't want to ruin our friendship over this. I think we should put it all aside and just be friends."

"I agree." Phil said though inside he was at war.

Part of him didn't want to go back to being friends the idea of having Keely like that was amazing to him. But the other half knew it was for the good of their friendship that they put this behind them, she just didn't want that kind of relationship with him, and he was going to respect her wishes.

"Spit and shake?" she asked.

"How about not…I'm just going to go get dressed and go, I'll see you later."

"Shake at least I don't want things to be uncomfortable between us." Keely said.

Phil walked around to the other side of the bed after grabbing his clothing; he extended his hand for her to shake after draping his clothes over his other arm.

Like always Keely had to spice things up, instead of shaking his hand she pulled him into a tight hug as soon as she did so their time together came back to him. He found her touch to be like no other able to trigger a memory he thought he'd never see and maybe it would be best if he didn't.

She whispered, "We're best friends when you're not on your knees…"

Phil blushed, "Not at all like Fall Out Boy…right?" he asked knowing she was referring to the events of last night and to the first track on Fall Out Boy CD.

He left her in the room wondering what in the hell was he thinking.


Keely sat there on the bed staring out of the window, Phil hadn't taken long to get dressed and he was out of the house sooner than she expected. She watched him walk down the street. She remembered every detail of their night together, it was a pity he didn't. Her mind was still reeling from the fact that they'd made love.

She was waiting for her hangover to hit, but it didn't she felt totally sober and the only pain she felt was in her heart. She hated knowing that she'd had him and lost him just because she was so afraid of him telling her it was all a mistake, she didn't want him to feel like he'd taken advantage of her. Because she'd wanted it, she needed for him to take advantage of her. She remembered how she begged him and she felt lower than low, maybe Phil didn't want that.

He probably wanted her up on some pedestal to keep her pure and chaste or something like that. But it was too late the deed was done, and she was now more confused than ever.