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“Come on, spin the bottle!”, someone shouted excitedly at your friend, wanting the game to continue.
Maybe playing truth or dare in a party when you already had some drinks might be a mistake. Embarrassing secrets are revealed and idiot dares are made. But hey, it won't kill to have a little fun, right? That's why you watch attentively to see who the bottle will choose.
“Alright… here it goes”, your friend spins the bottle in the middle of the circle with several other people sitting around.
The bottle spins… spins… and spins… until it stops right in your direction. Your friend opens the best smile she has, it's easy to see that she already has some mischief in mind.
“Y/n! Truth or dare?”
Not wanting to be the boring one at the party, and letting the alcohol you had earlier speak for you, you say confidently.
“Dare, I choose dare”
Her smirk gets even larger and you almost regret this decision, knowing you got yourself in trouble. Everyone else looks at her curiously wondering what she will choose for you, she even pretends to think a little then drops the bomb.
“I dare you to go to that closet over there, to have seven minutes in heaven with… him”, she points to a guy who all this time was sitting quietly next to you, you don't know him that much, only that his name is Spencer. Your eyes widen in surprise and you get defensive.
“What? No way, I barely know him!”, she laughs at your answer and the others do too, less Spencer that seems to have turned into a perfect cosplay of a tomato.
“Come on don't be dull, who knows, maybe the nerd can be fun"
As you open your mouth to object again some of the others tell you that you have to go, between more laughs and smarty comments. A dare is a dare and you can't run away from it if you don't want a worse one. You look at Spencer again, and it's difficult to figure out what he is thinking since he's so quiet, but you know that to avoid further teasing it's better to end this already.
“Alright… I will do it”, everyone starts to cheer and laugh like if you said you'd give them a free meal.
You stand up from the floor and go to the closet, Spencer might have got the hint because he follows right after you. You open the door and let him walk in first, then follow him inside, you had no idea how this place was tight until now.
When you close the door you feel like you're in a can of sardines, this place is tiny and very hot. You're sure Spencer feels that too because he's sweating a lot, an awkward silence follows for a moment and you force yourself to break it and say anything.
“I know you're nervous, but relax, okay? This is just a stupid game, we don't even have to do anything”
“Oh! Yeah… sure I know it”, he says in a fast way, it's almost cute and it makes you chuckle a little.
“Really, can you relax? I won't bite you, I mean, only if you want to”, you say it and smirk, but Spencer doesn't smile back at your attempt at a joke. He looks startled, like he's not sure whether to laugh or run, and that only makes you smile more. Oh, what a dorky guy.
“I'm sorry… I shouldn't have said it, of course I won't bite you”, you complete, hoping to sound reassuring.
He seems to relax but he still is nervous as hell.
“I know that too… you don't… you know, you don't need to be so nice to me”
“Uh… what? Why not?”
“You don't need to have pity on me either”
Now you're confused, what the hell is he talking about?
“Pity? Why on earth would I pity you? Are you really okay because you seem like you're about to faint”
“I.. I'm sorry, but I know you don't want to be with me here. I know why they called me to this party, I shouldn't have even come. And that girl only chose me because I'm a nerd and... and they wanted someone to make fun of, some of them even you know… bully me sometimes… so I understand that you don't want to do anything. I- I won't even touch you, I promise!" he speaks very fast rambling, the quietness in him seems to have died as soon as you got alone in this place.
What he says makes you feel a little bad since you had no idea about any of it. And bullying? That doesn't seem cool at all, you get determined to make him feel at least a bit better.
“Look, I don't care about what they think, I don't pity you and you actually seem nice when you don't look like you're about to fall out from nervousness”
Now that makes a smile appear on his face.
“Really?”, he asks hopefully.
“Really”, you reaffirm, still smiling at him.
There is silence again, but not as much as awkward as it was before and Spencer seems actually calmer. You have no idea how long you're inside here, but now in the quietness you can pay attention on how Spencer's body is way too close to yours in a way that you are touching each other in various points of your bodies, suddenly the closet feels even hotter.
“Do you think they are listening to us?”, you ask, to think of something other than the warm sensation you feel from his body.
“Hm…? Oh, I don't know, maybe”
“Most of them are idiots you know, probably expecting to hear something embarrassing to make fun of us later”, you say, a bit frustrated at the thought.
“Yeah they do seem like it… if you think they're idiots why are you friends with them?”
You think a little about this. Why? You don't know for sure, you don't even agree with most of their thinking anymore, maybe the accommodation got you and you just got used to closing your eyes to their actions. You shrug.
“I don't know, maybe I would prefer be friends with you”, you say genuinely and see his eyes getting a bit more joyful “I mean it, at least you don't seem to be a fake idiot too”
“Thank you… I would love to be your friend”, he says so happily as if he doesn't have any friends at all. Maybe he doesn't have many and maybe, just maybe, you could start enjoying his company.
“Don't thank me like that, you sound like a dorky you know that?”, you say lighthearted and poke at his stomach, the tickle of the contact makes him chuckle.
“Stop! I'm not a dork!”, he tries to protest but it's too late, you're already making an attack of tickles on him making him let out a very sweet laugh. You like the sound of it and this makes you laugh along with him.
After some moments your hands get softer on him, you're both breathing fast because of all the laughter, and you notice how close he is, how you're still touching him and the way he doesn't push you away. Seeing him this content and not nervous as you normally see him makes you pay attention at how pretty he is, involuntarily you lean a bit closer to him. If this wasn't logically unlikely, you could swear you hear his heart racing. And like you hoped, he doesn't pull away, just lets you come closer.
You take a look at his lips, pink and smooth, it suddenly makes your imagination run wild at how it would feel, you'll definitely blame the alcohol for it later. As you're thinking of leaning back and giving up on this very stupid idea, you see him staring at your lips too. At your lips!!! This makes you get confident again and decide that yeah, you want to kiss this guy.
So slowly you move closer, giving him time to push you away if he wants to but he doesn't, he starts to come closer to you too in a tentative way. Then in a matter of seconds your lips meet, it's a bit awkward at first as if you both didn't know what to do from there (and to be honest, you really didn't), but little by little the strange sensation gives way to a burning sensation inside you.
You close your eyes to focus only on the feeling without thinking much if you're doing this right, and what a good feeling this causes. Spencer's lips have a sweet taste and are soft against yours, he doesn't try to rush it, he goes slowly as if to appreciate every second of it. When his mouth opens slightly, giving room for you to slide your tongue in, you follow his lead and your mouths start to move in harmony, like it was only natural for you to do it.
Your wraps your arms around his neck and he takes it as an invitation to rest his hands on your waist. His hands on your body are so tender and you feel it in the way he slowly caresses your skin making sure you feel comfortable. You also feel the strands of his hair tickling your face gently, making your heartbeat beat even faster in the same rhythm of his, as if you were connected somehow.
It feels so good that you don't want to stop even when you're almost out of breath, your hands grip on his shirt urgently, not wanting him to move even an inch away from you. As if reading your mind he doesn't make any attempt to move away, he moves closer making this space seem even smaller. The kiss gets more heated, more needy, and definitely more sloppy. You put your hand on the back of his head, pressing his body on yours, if this was possible you're sure you'd emerge into one being right now. He does the same thing as you with the same neediness you're feeling, the way his body moves against yours makes you feel your head light in a way you didn't even thought was possible.
Without a doubt, you feel in heaven at this moment. But as almost as everything that is too good to be true this also has to end. The door opens suddenly, taking you both by surprise. You and Spencer quickly put a distance between your lips but still staying close, like you're not physically capable of pulling apart. The proximity plus your dilated eyes, fast breathing and very messy hair makes everyone on the other side of the door look at you in shock.
“Wow, didn't think you'd actually go through it. Guess charity work is in this year”, it's your friend who says that in a mean and mocking way you never heard before. It makes you feel furious at the audacity of her even saying that.
The others look at you expectantly, waiting for your reaction. Maybe they expected you to never kiss Spencer, since he is the “loser nerd of the school” they thought this would be a penitence for you that you would all laugh about later. But honestly? You realize they did you a favor for making you see that your friends are not as good as you thought. Before Spencer can hide in embarrassment and never speak a word again you hold his hand confidently and say.
“Come on Spence, we don't need to stay in this stupid party anymore”
Every single person in this room looks at you astonished as you and Spencer start to walk out of the closet and away from the other teenagers that are left with their jaws dropped. Spencer is back to smiling like a fool, and you don't even feel sad for probably losing your friends. You might have gained an even better one, and who knows maybe he turns out to be more than just a friend. The only thing you're sure right now is that you'll be kissing those lips one more time.