Truth or Dare

The group of friends watched with equal expressions of horror and interest as the unfortunate man gripped the glass tight in his hand. He paused for a moment before chugging the horrible liquid down his throat. Shocked gasps from the females in the group and amused laughter from the males filled the previously anxious atmosphere in the room. Almost a minute later and the glass was set back down again, the man's face beginning to turn green.

"He's gonna be sick," Ethan muttered.

"Nah, he'll keep it down," Paul replied. "Come on, Andy, keep it down!"

Five pairs of eyes waited with baited breath, half of them expecting the fat, oil and grease their friend Andy had just consumed to come hurtling back out again while the other half had faith that he would hold true to the dare and complete the task.

"That," Andy groaned as he plopped back down into his seat, "was the worst thing I have ever tasted in my life and I fucking hate all of you."

He was greeted with rambunctious laughter in response. "But since it's my turn, I choose…" His eyes slowly travelled around the room, taking in each inhabitant as they moved. He could ask Ethan but he'd already been. He could ask one of the girls, hell, he should ask Stephanie since this was her dare in the first place the fucking sick bitch! Maybe Emma or Courtney but they had both gone already too. The wheels in his head began to turn. Paul hadn't been yet. Yeah, he'd ask, Paul. "PAUL! It's time, buddy. Truth or dare?"

Paul squinted his eyes and furrowed his brow as if he was thinking real hard about the question before his lips upturned into a wicked grin. "Dare, of course. Although if any of you ask me to drink a glass of fat I change my answer to truth so don't even think about it!" Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Ethan and Stephanie exchanging words, angry words, and couldn't help but roll his eyes. He didn't know why they bothered to be honest. They were never happy and quite frankly, Ethan treated her like shit. Many times he had been Stephanie's shoulder to cry on after one of Ethan's frequent fuck ups. It was becoming harder and harder for him to ignore it and act like he was fine with everything because he wasn't. It was also becoming harder and harder for him to ignore his feelings when it came to Stephanie. He was pretty darn certain he had them and strong ones at that. Their eyes caught across the room and he offered her a small smile. She returned the gesture until her entire face turned wooden and her head snapped in the direction of Andy sitting on the chair adjacent to her. In confusion, Paul turned to find his friend looking at him with a shit eating grin on his face and he had no idea in the world why.

"Fuck no!" Ethan cried as he shot out of his seat. The atmosphere in the room quickly turned sour.

"How about yes?" Andy replied. "Paul asked for a dare and this is his dare. Whether he accepts or not is up to him." He shared a knowing glance with Emma. The two of them were under the impression that Stephanie and Paul were a lot closer than they were letting on. For Andy this was the perfect payback for Stephanie making him drink that fucking glass of fat.

"What's going on, I missed it?"

Courtney couldn't prevent the smile on her face as she filled Paul in. "Andy dared you to make out with Stephanie and Ethan objects."

"What!" Paul cried in shock. What the hell type of dare was that! Make out with a girl while her boyfriend sat there and watched? "Are you fucking crazy, man? I can't do that."

"So you're saying no to the dare then? I'm disappointed, Paul. I thought you had bigger balls than that," Andy teased simply loving stirring the pot the way he was. Ethan was a dick head anyway. He wasn't part of their circle of friends. He didn't give a shit if he was offended. Stephanie deserved so much better than him yet they all tolerated the bastard because they were together. Besides the fact that he suspected there was something going on between his two friends, he'd love nothing more for Paul and Steph to make out in front of Ethan just to see the look on the fucker's face.

Ethan's face began to turn red with anger. "Where the fuck do you get off, asshole? This isn't about how big his balls are….."

"Could you guys please stop talking about my balls? This is awkward enough as it is, thanks," Paul interjected with his head in his hand. It looked like he was going to have to break up a fist fight any second now.

Emma, Courtney and Paul watched as Andy and Ethan continued to argue, their words growing harsher by the second until the entire room was taken aback by what happened next.

Paul was initially stunned when he felt a pair of lips meld with his. It took him all of a second to realize that Stephanie had just got out of her chair, walked over to him and started kissing him like they were the only two people in the room. Fuck everybody else. He wanted this and he didn't care who knew or saw. His hand cupped her face and angled her head while his tongue slid into her mouth. They duelled endlessly together, bodies heaving and tongues winding until they could no longer breathe and were forced to pull apart.

Stephanie lightly tugged at his lower lip, giving him one final peck before smiling at him, her eyes shining brightly, and walking back to her seat. "Who's next?"