Falling For The Playboy

EVA

“Well, I…” The girl trailed off. It was pretty obvious that she was nervous as hell, “It was…. It wasn’t really my mom that called. It was my friend.”

“I think we all got that part.” Someone said and when I turned, I saw that it was Destiny, “The question says who.”

“No one asked you.” She snapped at him.

“Answer anyway.” The boy told her.

That killed her anger real fast.

“It was a guy.” She admitted grudgingly.

Everyone shouted and some of the guys started laughing maniacally. It made sense that things like this would excite them. I always found it funny. How two people didn’t have to know each other but the minute one of them was caught in a compromising situation, the other was always ready to laugh or mock at them. Nigerians took it to another level.

“Don’t call me anymore.” The boy told her calmly, and that was it. No dramatics of any sort.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I think a lot of people were disappointed.

Someone took the bottle from him and passed it to the girl. She obviously wasn’t feeling it, but the game had to go on. And so it did. The more truths were picked, the more revelations were made. Some more shocking than the others. It suddenly made sense now why they made this game a regular thing.

So, my question, since some people knew that they had secrets to protect, why not just sit the game out?

Eventually, a girl from my class spun the bottle and Ladies and Gentlemen, It. Landed. On. Me.

Shit.

The girl blinked, seeming shocked with her luck-or lack thereof. I was the most boring person here.

“Truth or dare?”

I wasn’t crazy enough to pick dare anyway. And all eyes were on me! Jesus. Was this what it felt like to be on the receiving end?

I focused solely on the girl like there was no-one else in the room. “Truth.”

“You’re still new, but I’m sure you’ve seen all the guys here at least once.” Once was stretching it. “Who do you think is the hottest?”

Oh, for Gods sake. How on earth was I supposed to answer this question? I hadn’t even thought about it before!

Seriously, Eva?

Okay, maybe I have thought about it, but that had been what it was-a thought. I didn’t say it out loud!

Shit. Everyone was waiting for me to answer.

And I couldn’t lie! The little amount of integrity I possessed left wouldn’t let me.

“We’re waiting for you to answer.” Laura nudged me with her elbow. I glared at her so hard she actually drew her head back a notch.

Just say it. It’s just a game. They won’t remember after today.

I inhaled a much needed breath, then, “Axel.”

“Hey!” Henri yelled, looking offended. “Have you met me?”

I fought the urge to both roll my eyes and smile at the same time. When I glanced at Axel, he had this weird expression on his face. It was a cross between surprise, anger and confusion. Welp. That was his business.

It was my turn to spin the bottle. I felt so…. Jittery. Who would it land on? What would I ask the person?

This was so weird.

Nevertheless, it landed on the girl sitting next to Henri. The one I had initially thought Axel was going to kiss. She picked truth and what did I ask her?

“What’s your favourite book?”

Really smart.

“I can’t even remember the last time I read a book.” She quipped.

Well that did it then.

She spun the bottle, it landed on Axel. Before she could even speak, he said, “I got a dare the last time so I’m allowed to pick truth.”

She laughed. “Okay. Now, what do I ask you?” She put her finger to the side of her head as she pondered, “Here’s your question. What is the worst thing you’ve ever done to your friend that you’re not proud of?”

“Shit.” He cursed. His eyes darted to Henri as he said, “Okay. One time, I stole Henri’s phone and deleted this girls number he had just saved in it because when she was talking to him, I saw something move in her hair and I think it was lice. I didn’t want Henri catching that.”

Some girls went, ‘Awww’ while Henri threw a pillow at him, yelling, “You bitch.”

“I’m sorry. I did it for you.” Axel tried to explain. “And for me. I basically live at your place, I would catch it too.”

“You acted like you didn’t know what happened to her number.” Henri accused.

“Well, you didn’t expect me to admit I did it, did you?”

Jesus. This was so funny.

Axel grabbed the bottle, spun it and it landed on Zoe.

“You get a dare.” He was not even trying to hide the fact that he was excited about it.

What was this boy up to?

“I dare you to let any guy here do body shots off you.”

“What the hell?” Zoe scowled, “I’m not going to let some random guy do shots off me.”

“I’ll make it easier for you” Axel grinned.

“I dare you to go into the next room with Alex and remain in there for the next five minutes.”

Oh shit.