truth or dare > l.s.

The Game; Chapter One

All the five boys sat in a circle drunkenly at Louis's place after the last concert of their tour. An empty bottle sat balanced on it's side in the center of them all, and filled bottles took their places in the hands of the men. Harry leaned inward, spinning the bottle with the flick of his wrist. The snout of the beer pointed at Zayn, causing the other four men to glance up. "Truth or dare?" Zayn asked mischievously.

"Dare," replied the curly haired boy almost instantaneously.

"I dare you to..." Zayn trailed off, tapping his jaw to add suspense. "Kiss Louis."

Harry nodded, too drunk to care, while Liam and Niall whistled. He turned to his right, in which the 21 year old sat. Louis smirked at the younger boy and hit their shoulders together before leaning into him. Harry leaned forward the rest of the way and crashed their lips together. The two boys made out for moments, what seemed like minutes. Harry's hand moved to Louis's cheek, holding him closer, while Louis's went around his waist.

"Breathe dammit!" shouted Niall, his words a bit slurred as he fell to the floor in drunken laughter. The lads all joined him in the laughs, falling to the ground in hysterics. Although Liam say and watched them with a raised eyebrow and a sigh, shaking his head in disappointment. The joke wasn't even that funny.

"I'm crashing here for the night, Lou," slurred Zayn, trying to stand but wobbling and falling back down.

"Alright, mate," Louis mumbled in reply. Liam stood, helping Zayn up. Niall told Louis he was staying as well, and Liam, who had only had two drinks, helped the two lads to the guest rooms, then crashed in one with Niall as Zayn stayed in the other.

Louis and Harry stumbled getting up, and Louis clung to Harry in his drunken state. "Stay here, with me, Haz," Louis whispered in Harry's ear. The curly haired boy nodded, and the two went to Louis's room upstairs, almost falling down the stairs on their way, and fell onto Louis's bed, immediately falling asleep.