The Set Up (One Direction)

What kind of a school sets you up with someone? I mean honestly who does that! Well, one school apparently does, they think its better for the future. Everyone knows about the "Set Up" dance, anyone whos anyone knows about it. Every year all of the years take a 100 question questionnaire about themselves. The school pairs up people and they are forced to go to the biggest dance of the year. It can be anyone from any grade. Unfortunately for Morgan Greene, she has to struggle and deal with the pain of breaking up with her boyfriend for two years and having to be paired up with someone she hasn't met. Friends will test each other on different levels than ever expected.


12. Truth or Dare

 Chapter 12:  Truth or Dare

     I get into Louis’ red Lexus convertible and I am crammed into the back seat with Zayn and Liam.
     We all sit in the car with the music blaring. I start to get chills from the top being down, the cause of the on and off slight breeze, but I am warmed up afterwards by the setting sun and the heat from Liam and Zayn. I stare straight ahead at the streets. We pass lights, lights and more lights. The clock keeps ticking making the time in the car more excruciating. Harry keeps looking back in the rear view mirror at me. Niall plays on his phone and shows the screen to Harry a few times and laughs.
     I can't believe they are such good friends. Last week Niall was telling me how much of a player Harry was and I shouldn't even be associated with him. Now I find out he is one of his best friends.
     Zayn, who I don't know that well, uses his phone camera to fix his hair, for almost the whole ride to the restaurant. He even started to take pictures of himself trying to be sly, but he was just a little too obvious. Liam just chills and has his hand out the car and hits the side of the vehicle along to the beat of the music. He smiles and his hair, which has grown out quite a bit since I've first met him, slightly flows back in the wind. Liam is quite attractive, it seems like he just keeps getting more and more hotter.
     Louis turns up the music louder to the song Burn it Down by Linkin' Park. He starts to sing along with the music. Dear lord.
     The next thing you know Harry changes the channel. His eyes turn slightly towards Louis, trying to irritate him, he continuously changed the station. Harry gives Louis a cheeky smile, showing off his perfect teeth and dimples. I hate when people do that, changing the radio stations, and it seems like Louis feels the same annoyance as me when he gives Harry an evil glare. Harry says playfully slapping Louis' right cheek. Louis looks over at Harry once again and rolls his eyes. I am actually really irritated with all of this.
     They all are such good friends and I had no clue until I was in the presents of all five at my front door. Louis must have planned it all, working his mischievous mind.
     We pull into the nice looking restaurant. We pile out of Louis' car and walk into the restaurant. We enter an Italian smelling restaurant. It was more of a modernized version of Olive Garden, an Italian food restaurant in America. Walls are a light green color, with brown designs on the wall.
     I watch as Louis walks up to the front desk and talks to the hostess. We are quickly escorted to a table in the back of the restaurant. I bow my head and play with my shirt while we walk to our seats.
     Families are sitting around us as we walk past, talking to each other with a smile on their faces. I miss how our now broken family used to do the same thing, just enjoying the time they have together before they are all torn apart. I get chills thinking about the loud, furious argument my parents had before my dad walked out on us. I instantly get chills from the terrible memorize instantly invading my head.
     My father moved out leaving my brother and I with my mom. I never really found out why they separated, it is still a mystery to me. I constantly play scenarios in my head on what might have happened. My mom went into a deep depression for a few years before taking medication, I had to grown up early to take the role of my mom and take care of my brother. My brother cried almost every night, afraid of going to a foster home as my dad took little to no interest in us. I was scared myself but I couldn't let my brother see me in my vulnerable state, it would just make him weaker. My dad and mom got divorced officially after two years. My brother decided to go move in with my dad and I stayed with my broken mother. I paid the bills, I made dinner and I cleaned the house. I was only 10 years old. I was so distraught and angry I couldn't control things with myself. After two years of emotional pain, I started to drink at the age of 12. It was the only thing keeping me from killing myself, to be honest, when I went to parties with older people I didn't even remember what my life consist of. I was very mature for my age, making me eligible to party with people four to five years older than I was. I started to fail classes; I started to not care about life. I was a total mess, my mom didn't care about me, and I never talked to my dad about anything. I was left alone to fend for myself with no parental guidance. When my mom was forced to move with her work, we moved out of America where we live my whole life, jumping around states. We moved out to the United Kingdom during my first year of high school. That's when I met Jason, he saved me. He truly did save me. He helped me stop drinking and helped me mentally. He had a professional come and help my mom and prescribed her with anti-depression pills. My life was cleaned up, I started doing better in school and I started having a normal life again. I was happy and free to live my life the way it was supposed to. Here I am now, thinking about the past I wish to not remember.
     Right as we took our seats, a joke has already been said, it wasn't a good one. It was actually really pathetic. It was from Harry.

     “Knock knock?” Harry says with a huge smile on his face showing his dimples.

     A huff is heard from across the table when Liam replies, “Who’s there?”

    “A cow goes…”

    “A cow goes who?” Zayn states with a serious look on his beautiful, perfect face.

    “NO! A cow goes moo!” Harry starts to laugh uncontrollably and looks at everyone else. He is the only one laughing.

    “Harry we have heard that joke a thousand times, and it is still not funny.” Louis says looking over his menu.  An upset Harry sits in the corner but his little fit doesn’t last for long.

     Niall stayed silent, avoiding eye contact with me. I didn't really mind the avoiding, I just can't take the fact that he lied to everyone about us, I hate when people start rumors about me. Every school I have been to, at least one rumor has been started about me, and they weren’t nice ones either. Zayn was taking pictures of Louis and Harry who were making weird faces. The three laughed as they looked over the photos they just took and make fun of each others faces.

     Liam nudges me, "How'd you like the surprise?"

     I roll my eyes and look into his brown orbs, I say sarcastically, "Loved it." He chuckles and picks up his menu to order food.
     The dinner consisted of, small talk of random boy things, sports, girls, and more sports. They asked me for my opinion on going to the dance with Harry I gave a ridiculous, sweet answer but I felt totally opposite of.
     We got back to my house and the boys all just raid my house and sit on my couch. Harry suggests playing Truth or Dare, the boys agreed but I tried to opt out. Of course with these boys with can't opt out of anything, or else I wouldn't have gone to dinner with them.
     We all take a seat on my white carpet floor in a circle. I can feel the awkward feeling tense the room up as Niall sits to my left and Harry sits to my right. I try to move back on the carpet slightly without being noticed until Louis spits out, "Where you going, love?"
     I start to feel the heat rush to my face as Louis continues to make things more uneasy.
     "They won't bite, well Harry might." He smirks at me then over to Harry and back to me. All the boys break out into laughter, except Niall. He sits to my left with a grimace on his face. Louis claps his hands to get everyone's attention.
     "Ok ladies and gentlemen, who wants to go first?" Louis smirks, rubbing his hands together at a slow pace. It seemed like something in a movie where the villain would watch his creation come to life.
     Louis flares his arms suddenly, "Wait! I forgot the rules! Ok, if you pick dare you can't chicken out on it or else everyone will get to agree on something and you have to do it," He emphasizes the word 'have to'. I start to shake my head as he continues, "Also if you do a truth you have to tell the truth obviously and you have to prove it in some way." He hits his hands together and points at Niall.

      Niall goes first; he nervously waited for Louis to give him a dare. Louis dared him to run down my street yelling random Irish words without a shirt. He had to spin his shirt over his head and we got to record him. Everyone but Louis and I recorded him. They all got a good laugh out of that.

     Zayn went next and he had to prank call the 'most attractive' college freshman girl and asked her if she wanted to hook up. He was forced to tell her his name and a bunch of gross gestures. He definitely scared her. She probably won't ever talk to him again.

      After denying the first dare, Liam had to knock on people’s doors with a camera in his hand like he was recording, a ridiculous outfit and pretended to be a reporter interviewing them about the mole rat. Some of my neighbors didn't answer and shooed him away and some were really freaked out. He put on one of my bras over a blue long sleeved sweater and a gold pencil skirt and Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn and I drew facial hair on his face with a washable marker. We all were having a great time until Louis picks me to be next. 
     "You're next!" My heart almost jumped out of my chest when he pointed at me. I throw my hands in the air try to wave them before Harry uses his large hands to pull my arms down. He smiles at me and says, "C’mon love, this will be fun." I look at him with disgust in my eyes when he looks up and down my body.

     "My eyes are up here, and don't you plan on seeing anything below my neck and above my knees, do you understand?" I say sternly, Harry's eyes light up with a fire burning as if he was just somewhat turned on by the flare in the situation.

     "So Morgan, now that we've got that out of your system, truth or dare?" I take a deep breath before saying, "Dare. Let’s see what you've got Tomlinson." I smirk at him, knowing that he expected me to do truth. He was taken a little by surprise.

     "I wasn't expecting that." He truthfully states. I chuckle at him. I lean back on the sofa behind me and use my hands to indicate him to hurry up. He gives me the ‘sorry-to-keep-you-waiting’ look.

     "I've got it," he finally says, I start to get nervous to what he has to say, "I dare you... To give one of us a show, lap dance, grinding, pole dancing, you name it." I abruptly stand up and shake my head, “Nope, not going to happen." I walk over behind Zayn who is sat to the other side of Niall.
     "Please, it'll be entertainment for everyone!" Harry says with another dirty look on his face.
     I walk over and squat down in front of Harry, "I don't want your pants to get tight. Well they might not because, um. Muy pequeño. If you don't know what that means it’s 'very small.'" I cough and stand up. Harry laughs and says, "You'll see after the dance that my third leg isn't 'muy pequeño.'"
     Louis quickly adds, "You know if you don't do it we all get to pick something that you have to do. Doesn't matter what it is." I shrug at him.
     "How much worse would it get than that? Go for it." After I say this I mentally hit myself in the face, it can get so much worse than that. I guess I really wanted to do something funny like the rest of the boys that went already.
     I continue to stand my ground so they won't get any of the ideas that I have in my mind. Everyone gets up and they walk over to my kitchen and discuss a dare for my-stupid-self to do. It took them a few minutes to finally decide. They all walk back over towards me and surround me with mischievous looks on their face. I start to get nervous, my hands start to sweat and heat rushes to my cheeks. My heart beats at an uncontrollable rate and continues to increase with each step they take. I put my hands on my thighs and dry the sweat from my palms. I grip my knees as they stand in front of me and smirk at them.
     Louis starts to open his mouth, but before he could say anything, I blurted out a random sentence to distract them.
     "I need to pee." I abruptly stood up and started heading down the hall to the bathroom when a hand grabbed mine. I was thrown around to face Niall. His eyes showed he was desperate and upset. I stared at him with no expression until he said something.
     "Can we talk?" He quietly speaks. He releases my hand and starts to fiddle with him fingers.
     "There isn't anything to talk about, Niall." I harshly state and turn around to walk to the bathroom.
     "Mo, you don't understand. It's-" I cut him off before he could finish.
     "Niall, listen what you did was wrong. Those rumors you spread were so disrespectful and you can't even apologize for what you did." I cross my arms over my chest and huff.
     "I'm sorry," That was all he could say before I walked off to the bathroom. He stood in the same place for a few seconds before I could hear his footsteps over the wood hallway and enter the carpeted living room.
     I lock the door and stare at myself in the mirror. I turn on the water and let it run. My hair was now pulled back into a ponytail as I throw water into my face. I squeezed my eyes shut as I let the water drip off of my face. I grab a towel from the counter and slowly dab the droplets off my face.
     There is a knock on the door before the handle is jiggled.
     "Almost done?" Liam's voice says through the crack in the door and the floor.
     "Yeah, I will be there in a minute." I look at myself one more time before turning the handle down. The door unlocks and before I could look up I start to get pelted with something. Louis is holding a Nerf gun and so is Liam. They both hold their weapons up and continue to shoot at me. I shut the door again and use my strength to hold it shut. That protection was short lived once all the boys used their weight to overpower me and push the door open. I run into my walk in shower and shut the glass after me. I turn towards the wall when I hear the glass door open again.
     "You're definitely trapped now, love!" Louis says as he continues to shoot foam bullets at my back. I hear laughter as Louis and Liam's guns run out of ammo. I turn around still shielding my face.
     "That's what you get for avoiding the question!" Liam says in a baby voice pushing on my nose like a button.
     I roll my eyes and walk away towards the kitchen. I pull out a cup and put some hot water on the stove. I turn around putting my weight against the counter. The boys follow and start to rummage through my pantry and refrigerator. Niall hoists himself onto one of the chairs at the tall table against the island in the middle of the kitchen. He rests his head on his hand and stares blankly at the wall. It didn’t take long in the kitchen before something is on the floor. I turn around to the crashing object. Looking down I see a few boxes of cereal and a loaf of bread lying on the ground. Harry stands above looking over his shoulder with his arm still in my pantry. I bend down to pick up the food; I reach for the bread first, which seems to be smashed by the impact from the top shelf. A hand is placed on my wrist; I look up to see Harry smiling at me.

      “Sorry about that, love. I will pick this up, don’t worry about it.” He moves my hand away from the food and grabs the boxes of cereal in one hand and the bread in another.

      “Morgan, you ready for the dare?” Louis walks over placing a hand on my shoulder. I roll my eyes and all the boys follow as Louis walks up into the backyard. What is he going to do to me?

{Hey Everyone! Thank you for waiting for this chapter! August has been a busy month! I went to see our boys twice! I had to go to a camp at my dream college, and I am on vacation right now for my brothers baseball! Oh! Not to mention! I was in New York City on Wednesday and left yesterday on Friday! I woke up early to go see the boys preform on The Today Show! I brought my mom and dad along, sad thing is they closed it off for a whole block away. I at least got ot hear them do sound check which was pretty cool! Well anyways have a lovely week! xx

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