Hi guys. Now, this is a one-shot at the moment, but I know that personally if I read it and it was a one-shot it would piss me off, so if you want me to contiinue it please let me know in a review. Thanks! :D
I know, I should probably be focusing on Dark Side of The Moon at the moment, but I have been writing one-shots at the same time and this was going to be another one-shot, but turned into more...so yeah, I apologise.
I hope you like this story though, and if I get enough reviews and people want me to continue it, there will only be another three or four chapters. I already have 1, 2 & most of 3 written, so it won't be long waits, I swear.
If you think I should leave it as one, please still review to tell me what you thought anyway...thanks!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line :'(
"Your turn, Ally. And don't you dare go for truth again." Trish said sternly. I rolled my eyes at her.
"Come one Trish, there's nothing wrong with sticking to truth. It's kept me out of a lot of trouble over the years." I sighed.
"Gosh, Als, we aren't going to dare you to do anything illegal!" she groaned. I thought about it for a few seconds, and finally decided to go with a dare. It would make Trish happy, and then she might leave me alone for a while.
"Fine then. Dare." I said and everyone grinned.
"Well, since this is your first dare we have to make sure it's a good one. So…Trish?" Dianne turned to my best friend and I groaned. If they left the dare up to Trish it was sure to be something I really didn't want to do.
"Let me think…okay, I've got it!" she smiled triumphantly.
"Go down to the store and ask the cute guy who works there if they sell condoms." She said, smirking evilly. I was shaking my head before she had even finished speaking.
"Nuh-uh. No way." I refused.
"Fine. Your forfeit is to walk into the store naked. And if you refuse to do either, you have to go home and I'm going to be seriously angry with you." She said, and I could tell from the look on her face that she was being deadly serious. I groaned.
"Please don't do this to me Trish." I pleaded. She shook her head.
"Come on, Ally. This is an easy dare compared to what I usually come up with." She said, and she was right. Usually Trish's dares involved stripping and/or whipped cream. I had gotten pretty lucky. But I still didn't want to do this dare. Mostly because it was embarrassing, and also because whenever the cute guy had been there in the past I had been unable to speak to him, and had to get someone else to pay for my things.
"Fine. I'll do it. But I'm going to need some of that." I said, looking pointedly to the drink in Trish's hand.
"Ally, this has vodka in it." She told me. I nodded.
"I know. That's the point." I told her, and she grinned.
"I'm afraid I can't allow that, Ally. You have to do this completely sober, and you have to ask him seriously. He can't suspect that it's a dare, or a joke, else you have to do the forfeit." She told me. I glared at her.
"You are such a terrible friend, Trish." I sighed. She grinned again.
"Wait, there's more." I groaned.
"What more could there possibly be?" I asked her.
"If he points them out to you, you have to buy some." She said. My eyes widened.
"What? I don't even have any money, Trish." I told her. She shrugged.
"I have, you can borrow some." She said, going over to the draw that she keeps all her money in. this was a surprise; Trish never lends me money, not even for the bus. She must be dead serious about this dare.
"Okay. Are you guys coming to the store?" I asked them, hoping I would at least have the comfort of knowing my friends were near, but Trish shook her head.
"It'll look too suspicious. I was going to go in a few minutes before you and pretend to be looking at the magazines, flicking through them like. Then you'll come in, and I will film it all on my phone." She explained. I groaned; if this was even the slightest bit embarrassing, it was going to end up on YouTube. I just knew it.
"Okay. Let's go then." She handed me a five dollar bill and I pocketed it, grabbing my jacket on the way out of her bedroom.
We walked down to the store in silence. I was getting more nervous with every step, and it didn't help that Trish was shaking in with silent laughter the whole way. When we got there I hung back around the corner, Trish telling me to wait until three people had left the store after she went in.
Ten minutes later, the third person walked out and I took a deep breath and went inside. I tried to avoid looking at Trish, but couldn't resist a fleeting glance. She had her nose buried in a magazine, her phone in her hand. I then looked to the counter, sad to see that the cute guy was working tonight. I had hoped maybe he wasn't, but then again, if he wasn't Trish would have come back outside and called off the dare.
He was sat at the counter on his phone. There was no-one waiting, so I didn't have any time to prepare. I tried to relax and walked over to the counter. He ignored me for a second, finishing whatever he was doing on his phone, and then looked up at me.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
"Erm, yeah. I was wondering if you, I mean the store, sold, erm…condoms." I muttered, looking away as I felt my cheeks flush. He was silent for a second, and then stood up.
"Yeah, come with me. I'll show you where they are." He said, jumping over the counter. For a second I stood there, admiring his body. He was tall and skinny, but he was definitely still muscly. I'd never seen him properly before, only when he was behind the counter.
I followed him as he led me to the right aisle, and I expected him to leave me there. But instead he walked right over to the stand and started telling me about the different kinds. By now I was bright red, more embarrassed than I could ever remember being before.
"-and this is my favourite kind." I hadn't been listening to him until he said that. I blushed even more, unable to help following his gaze.
"Oh, okay. Thanks. I'll, erm…yeah." I muttered and felt his gaze land on me.
"You don't really want any condoms, do you?" he asked me quietly. I looked up at him, surprised that he had figured me out, and sighed.
"No. But can you please pretend like you haven't figured it out? My best friend…she's pretty ruthless when it comes to things like this. And I really don't want to do the forfeit." I pleaded. He laughed.
"Don't worry. I'm guessing your friend is the girl who's been pretending to look at magazines for the last twenty minutes, right?" he asked. I nodded. He then started speaking at a normal volume again.
"So you want these ones? They cost a little more but they're the best ones if you want to be really safe." He said, and I could see the laughter in his eyes. I decided to play along.
"Yeah, these ones are great. Thanks." I smiled and followed him back to the counter. He jumped over again and started tapping on the cash register. He then handed me the condoms and a receipt.
"Have a nice day." He said, winking at me pointedly. I blushed again, then realised something.
"Wait, I didn't give you any money." I said. He shrugged.
"Consider it a gift." He said, and I laughed. Loudly.
"Thanks. How thoughtful of you." I smiled as I turned around to leave.
"Wait! I didn't catch your name." he called after me. I grinned.
"Ally. Ally Dawson." I told him.
"Well I guess I'll see you around, Ally Dawson." He said, winking at me.
"Yeah, I guess." I replied, waving at him over my shoulder as I left the store. I waited outside for a few minutes before Trish eventually ran out, a magazine in hand and a sour look on her face.
"What's up Trish?" I asked her. She scowled.
"Stupid jerk made me buy a magazine." She muttered. I laughed.
"You were looking at them for almost half an hour." I reasoned.
"Yeah, thanks to you. What took you so long? You didn't even come in for ten minutes and then you took forever!" she moaned as we began walking back to her house.
"Well, he was explaining why all of them were different and stuff." I shrugged. Then she grinned.
"And you two were flirting." She said. I blushed.
"No we weren't, not really." I protested. She shook her head.
"You so were. Hello, he didn't even make you pay for the condoms. He said they were a 'gift', Ally. And usually when a guy buys a girl condoms, he has a specific reason in mind." She said, licking her lips suggestively. I slapped her arm.
"As if. He's way out of my league, anyway. As if he would ever like me. He was just joking, Trish." I said. She shrugged but didn't look convinced.
"Ally, wait a second!" I heard someone call from behind me. I turned, confused, to see the guy running up to us.
"Erm…hi?" I said, looking at Trish pointedly. He looked at her and smiled.
"Hey. You're the magazine girl, right? You two are friends?" he asked. Trish nodded, looking amazed.
"Yeah, we are. What are you doing? Shouldn't you be in the store?" I asked him. He shrugged.
"I'm sorry, I just had to ask. Can I have your number? You know, since I gave you that present. You owe me." He said, grinning sheepishly. I laughed, but only to cover up my absolute shock and utter confusion.
"Erm, yeah I guess. Actually, give me yours. I don't actually know mine, and my phone's at home, but I can text you." I suggested. He smiled, nodding and grabbed my wrist, pulling a pen out of his pocket. I watched as he wrote down his number quickly, then smiled at me. I smiled back hesitantly.
"There you go. So you'll text me, yeah?" he asked. I nodded, confused as to why he seemed so interested in me.
"I guess." I replied and he grinned.
"Great. See you Ally." He called over his shoulder, already running back to the store.
"See you, erm…" It was then that I realised I didn't even know his name. But he was already back at the shop, so I turned back to Trish and we walked back to her house. She wouldn't shut up the whole way, of course, but she is Trish after all.
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