Chapter 5- Never have I ever...

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I made everyone, pasta because Peter and Chris still have not gone shopping,  yet. After everyone was finished eating and the plates were washed Alya suggested: "How about we play a game off never have I ever and the loser has to take a sip of alcohol."

"One problem, Chris doesn't keep alcohol in the house, especial if he isn't home," I stated before Alya pulled a bottle out of nowhere.

"How did you... you know what never mind," I said before we all went to the living room

"I will start, never have I ever shoot a gun," said Alya

I sighed and took a sip of the cheap ass alcohol.  It burnt as it sullied down my dry throat.

"Never have I ever been on a date," I said causing Nat, Mariette, Nino and Alya to take a sip each.

But Adrian and I did not drink meaning we haven't been on a date, ever. I find It weird the model hasn't been on a date yet, I mean look at him he is too precious for this world. Wait... what I am I even thinking back to the topic of me and dating.  I understand why I haven't gone on a date yet, I was to busy pining over someone who never loved me and the whole werewolf best friend thing didn't exactly give me time to date. But Adrian not ever being on a date was some Alice and Wonderland, shit.

"Never have I ever been a good drawer," said Nino

Causing Nat to drink.

"Never have I ever kissed a girl," said Nat

Causing everyone to drink well expected me.

"You have never KISSED a GIRL!" said Nino shocked causing me to make a grumpy cat face like Peter

"Are we done playing this game yet I think Nat's a bit tipsy," I said

"I am fine," Nat said as he hiccupped and giggled

"My point and case," I said pointing at him

"Fine let's play truth or dare," said Mariette

"Why not, who's starting?" asked Adrian 

"I am." Said Nino

"Stiles, truth or dare?"

"Dare," I answered not wanting to be questioned 

"I dare you to take off your shirt."

I blushed before sighing in defeat and said "Fine."

I take off my shirt to reveal a six-pack and a fox tattoo that had appeared after Void was defeated. It was on my all over my back like tapestry.

"How have you never been on a date or kissed a girl if you have a body like that?" Asked Nino completely dumb folded. I just blush feeling too exposed.

"Okay Nat truth or dare?" I asked

"Truth?"

"What's your middle name?" I asked wanting to get to know everyone a little better before I spring big questions on them.

"Zver, Mari, truth or dare?"

"Truth." she said

"Is it true you like someone in this room?" asked Nat

"Yes, Alya truth or dare." 

"Dare," answered Alya

"I dare you not to check your phone for a whole day."

"Nino truth or dare?" asked Alya

"Dare."

"Dare you to kiss the person you love," said Alya as Nino kissed her

  "Of course I love my girlfriend."

"Okay dude, truth or dare." Nino directed the question at Adrian.

"Dare."

"I dare you to sleep in the same bed as Stiles," said Nino causing me to look at little shocked and Adrian said

"Really Nino."

Nino ignored him as Adrian sighed and asked, "Nat, truth or dare."

"Truth,"

"Is it true you and Mariette are dating?" asked Adrian as Nat's cheeks turned as red as his hair.

"Yes." He said shyly

"Okay stiles, truth or dare?"

"Truth," I replied to his question

" What's your real name?" 

"Wait... Stiles isn't your real name?" asked Adrian shocked

I shook my head at Adrian as I answered "Mieczyslaw 'Gemini' Stilinski."

"That's a mouthful," said Mariette

"It was my mother's father's name ." I simply answered

And you get the point the game went on until the time was 2 am, the kitchen now has one pink plate in it, Adrian and Nino are covered in makeup, Nat had passed out on the couch with Mariette, Nino and Alya.

"You know Adrian you don't have to sleep in the same bed as me," I said 

"It's fine," Adrian said as I gave him a cloth to wipe of the makeup.

I got to my room and but a white shirt on and get into my double bed before Adrian joined me. Let's just say it look me forever to get to sleep, that night.


  

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