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"Tom!!!" Ian screamed and it successfully broke the reaction.

Tom let go of me then turned to the boy, "What?"

"You are getting a lap dance from Sasha." He said as the Sasha girl crawled on his lap then started to dance on him.

I didn't dare look at him or them because I was scared at how hurt I would feel. Glancing back at the crowd that wooed and wowed, my eyes strayed to a pair of green eyes that looked at me weirdly.

Mark must have seen the reaction between us and if I must guess, made Sasha give Tom the lap dance. Well, a slut is ever a slut.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" Everyone yelled and Sasha got off Tom then went back to her spot but not before giving him a wink. A slut is ever a slut.

"That was intense." Tom whispered and I just shook my head.

"Okay. Spin the bottle." Ian chirped and Prim spun it.

"Yale, Yes!" She shouted when it landed on me.

I didn't like that combination.

"Truth or Dare, Yale." She asked.

"Um, dare."

"Amen. I dare you to kissss Tommy over there!"

The proper collision.

That was it!

However, I didn't want that in any way so I started to shake my head but Tom cupped my face and tilted it towards him. He smirked and said, "I hope this doesn't invade your personal space."

I didn't bother responding since I knew what he was trying to say. I watched him as he slowly leaned in and pressed his lips against mine.

Tom surprised me when his lips moved against mine and from the way his expression remained calm and relaxed, I could only assume he liked it.

In my case, it was like fireworks just exploded somewhere and it was when his tongue slid in my mouth that my eyes fell close in ecstasy.

Now the perfect collision has been established.

It was when he slowly pulled away from me to look at me that I was lost. I didn't know if that collision was effective or ineffective. Whatever happens after might suggest it so I simply stayed quiet.

"That...was...so hot!!!" Prim and Vivian gushed.

I guess. And like that, the game continued. Tom kissed a couple more people while I just paid away the dares I couldn't do. When I said "I", I meant Tom.

It was when Tom kissed like the fourth girl that I knew I was done. How could he happily comply with those dares when we had just kissed? Wasn't it perfect? Was I the only one who thought it was perfect?

...That it was effective?!

Suppressing a sigh, I got to my feet and as I ignored their sudden glares for distracting their game, I searched the room for Ciara.

"Yale?" Tom's voice caught my attention and I resisted the urge to look him.

"Yes?"

"Where are you going?"

"Home. I'm done here." I said then started to walk away.

Reaching the door, I did one last scan for Ciara but when I didn't even find her ghost, I left. What was the point of taking me to a party and leaving me?

Oh right, she thought Tom and I would "cozy up". Tsk! Not everyone one is gay. I'm not gay!

My feet stopped abruptly in their spot out of shock. I'm not gay right? That simple kiss can't turn me gay right? Sparks? Firework? They all mean nothing. Right?!

"Damn it!" I growled then started banging on room doors so I could have Ciara get me out of here.

The first room told me to fuck out and the second didn't even respond. I was practically out of my mind by the time I reached the third room but I wasn't given the chance to bang because someone held my fist.

In rage, I was about to turn to the person and give whoever a piece of my mind but when I saw Tom's handsome face again, I froze.

"What are you doing?!"

"I-I'm sorry. I was looking for Ciara."

Tom seemed completely speechless so instead, he opened the door to the third room and dragged me into it. When he was sure it was empty, he locked the door then turned to me.

"What's wrong, Yale?"

"It's nothing." I lied.

"Well banging on doors and disturbing people's privacy isn't exactly nothing." He stated.

"I know." I said as I glanced at nothing in particular. "Was just looking for Ciara."

"She's with Zac. I called him when you left. Ciara said I can take you home if you want to go."

I frowned, "What about your game?"

Tom smirked, "Wasn't enjoying it actually." He threw his hand to his waist and tilted his head a little to the side. I knew exactly what that stance was. "Those girls always want a piece of me. All truth or dare always goes in the same way. I get dared to kiss them, I get a lap dance from them or I am asked to take of my shirt. They do it over and over again. All because they want me." he continued with a chuckle.

It was his prideful stance. If his hands were on his waist, it meant he was about to mock something but if it was crossed across his chest, he was being serious. Therefore, he was in the mood to criticize the shit out of you.

"It can get tiring and annoying." He added then crossed his arms across his chest.

"Why are you telling me this?" I rose a brow at him.

"I don't know Yale. Honestly, I don't."

"Then I do not understand." My frown only deepened. Was he talking about only the game or girls entirely?

"Hm?" his smirk widened as he got closer to me, invading my personal space to run a hand through my hair. "I don't know as well but give me a day and I will answer that."

Again, he leaned in to kiss me but this time on my cheeks, making me undeniable red when he pulled away to smile at me.

"So, about that ride home?" he added another wicked smile that almost melted me.

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