(Connor's POV)

I woke up on the most comfortable couch I'd ever slept on before I flipped out because I didn't remember where I was. Oh yeah, New York, I thought, heartbeat slowing down to a normal pace. My dad isn't here. I stretched and got up, grabbing some clothes from a pile on the floor. Mikey, Jade, Kara, and I all went out to get some clothes and basic stuff like toothbrushes when Jack was visiting Wynter a couple days ago. Then, the next day, both Mikey and Jack left at the crack of dawn and I didn't see them all day. Last night was the first night all of us actually slept here. I stepped into the shower after turning my iPod on and stood in the hot water, listening to How Far We've Come by Matchbox 20. It felt so nice to actually be clean again for the first time in a few days. I felt disgusting.
I dried my hair as I stepped back into the living room and saw everyone already up, sitting in a circle on the floor. “Hey, guys. We gonna sacrifice something to Satan or what?” I asked. Mikey laughed, “No, we were just talking. Join us,” he patted the floor next to him before turning to Jade, “When is Jack gonna get back from the kitchen, anyway?” As if on cue, he came strolling from the kitchen with a… beer bottle? It’s like, 10am and I am not getting drunk again. “Dude, what’s with the beer?” I asked. “Gee, someone’s talkative today. Relax, buddy. It’s not for drinking,” he paused and made eye contact with me like he knew something he shouldn’t, “Wouldn’t want you to confess your love for everyone within 10 miles of the hotel.” Jade laughed nervously and a crooked smile spread across his face as he turned to her, “He’s that drunk that apparently wants to spend the rest of his life with every single person he comes in contact with.” I actually kind of love Jack right now, since now I don’t have to make up some excuse for Jade. After all, I have been avoiding her for the past few days. I pretended to be embarrassed and changed the subject, “So if it’s not for drinking, what is it for?”
He laughed in a way that immediately made everyone in the room extremely nervous and uncomfortable. He had a crazy look in his eyes as he spat out, “A mix between Truth or Dare and Spin the Bottle!” Kara winced, “No, you’re insane.” He cackled again, “What? Why shouldn’t we do it?” Mikey looked uncomfortable as he shifted his weight, “What if it lands on guy and guy or girl and girl though?” Jack put his hands on his hips, “Is that really a big deal? We’re all like siblings anyway. It would just be a peck. Like, four seconds at most.” He made a disgusted face, “And no tongue.” Jade put her hands together, “I think we should do it.” She was the person I least expected to agree with Jack. We all looked at her like she was crazy. “What? It seems like it could potentially be fun… And we would all learn more about each other…” Mikey and Kara seemed to be more comfortable with the idea of it. “What are the rules?” Mikey asked. Jack smiled, “Now that’s what I like to hear. One person spins the bottle and whoever it lands on they have to kiss, and then they can give them a truth or a dare. If the person feels too uncomfortable with what they’ve been asked, they can spin the bottle again but they have to kiss whoever it lands on and so on. Simple enough.”
Everyone looked sold. “Okay, let’s play. It sounds interesting.” Mikey said, “Who’ll go first?” We all looked around for a second until Jack sighed and said he would before sitting down. He flicked his fingers off the bottle and it spun around and around until it landed on Kara. “C’mere KareBear.” He said, pulling her into his arms and placing his lips on hers casually. After a second she pulled away and he asked her, “Truth or Dare?” She put a finger on her chin like she was thinking before she decided on Truth. “Okay…” He thought for a second, “Have you ever had a giddy schoolgirl crush on Connor?” She giggled, “Hasn’t everyone had a giddy schoolgirl crush on Connor at some point?” Jack cracked up, “Leave me out of this and answer the question!” I laughed so hard my ribs hurt. When I calmed down I tried to make it look like I wasn’t particularly interested in her answer. “Of course!” We both blushed and everyone in the group laughed really hard. I put my hand over my mouth, “You liked me?” I was genuinely surprised. She rolled her eyes, “Who hasn’t liked you?” I blushed even harder and Jade fell over laughing.
“Okay, just spin the bottle!” I pointed to the middle of the circle where it sat. She stuck her tongue out and spun it. Lucky her, it landed on none other than Mikey Way. I tried to keep myself from giggling excitedly. Okay, so I might fangirl over them a little bit. They’re just so damn adorable! She put her arms around his neck and they smiled against each other’s lips. We all waited for a second, but they didn’t pull away. Jack cleared his throat and she let go of him. “Okay, Truth or Dare?” He smiled and immediately said, “Dare.” Kara thought for a second and then laughed, “Switch clothes with Jade.” He rolled his eyes before turning to Jade, “You okay with that?” She nodded before the rest of us left the room while they changed.

(Kara’s POV)

He called us back in and there he stood, wearing girl’s pajamas that didn’t fit while Jade sat on the floor in a baggy Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt and plaid pj pants that she had to hold up. We almost fell down laughing. Connor’s lips were turning purple and Jack was as red as a strawberry. Finally the two boys lay on the floor, laughing, and I had to step over them. Mikey crossed his arms and pouted. “Can I take these damn things off?” I was about to reply but Jack piped up from the floor at the kitchen doorway, still laughing like hell. “Strip! Yeah, work that bod!” Connor hit his head against the floor and laughed harder. “Kara~” Mikey whined, sticking out his bottom lip in a pout like a little kid. I ruffled his hair before walking over to Jack and kicking him in the side. That just caused more laughter to erupt from him and Connor. “Oh my God I can’t breathe…” Connor wheezed out, clutching his ribs. “Help~” Jack’s face was completely red.
I turned back to Mikey after kicking Jack once more, “You can change back. If you hear screaming, don’t come out,” I laughed. He pretended to be worried, but went into his room upstairs to change anyway. Jade seemed pretty content with wearing his clothes, though. I helped the boys up and had them sit back down where they’d been sitting before. After a couple minutes of Connor and Jack whispering “Patrick Stimp” and giggling, Mikey came down the stairs in A Day to Remember shirt and a different pair of plaid pj pants. Without saying anything, he spun the bottle and it landed on Connor. He scooted towards him lazily and placed an awkward peck on his lips before exclaiming, “Okay, Truth or Dare?!” Connor thought for a second before picking Truth. “Why are we here?” Mikey asked immediately. Connor chewed on a piece of his hair and stared ahead nervously before spinning the bottle. Mikey crossed his arms and huffed, “Agh I wanna know~” The bottle span slowly and finally stopped on Jade.
They both blushed before he scooted over barely brushed his lips against hers. “Hey, that’s not even a kiss!” Jack whined. He stuck his arms out and shoved Jade at Connor. Their lips pushed against each other motionlessly for a second before Jack looked satisfied with himself and laughed. Connor pulled away and cleared his throat, “Uh Truth or Dare?”
"Truth," she said without hesitation. Connor fiddled with his hands and thought. "What was your first impression of Jack and I?" Jade squinted like she was trying to remember. "I-I remember thinking Jack was weird as hell and that you were very quiet. I was very curious about you two. And I always remember chuckling whenever I heard Mrs. Kirkland cussing Jack out and you begging her to calm down." Connor snickered, "Oh, Miss K..." Jack leaned back, "I love that old gal," We all sat in silence for a second, thinking about the feisty old neighbor.
"Okay, go." Mikey said to Jade before she span the bottle. It landed on Connor again and all of us let out an agonized groan. "Ugh, again?" Mikey whined. Jade gave him a quick butterfly kiss before sitting back again. "Truth or Dare?"
"Dare." He said meekly. She thought for a second, "Sing the chorus of the first song that pops into your head."

Everybody's growing up around me,
But I ain't got no patience so
Let's have another Jack and Coke
I'm at a center of a story
But I've still got some time to grow
So crack another Jack and Coke

He sang almost immediately. He sounded pretty good, actually. "Okay, okay Bono Vox. Spin the bottle." Jack said right before it landed on him. Connor grabbed his collar and planted his lips on his, the two of them laughing against each other so it didn't really seem like a kiss. "Truth or Dare?" Jack scratched his cheek and said Truth. Connor thought for a second. "Where were you and Mikey yesterday?" Jack's face went blank and he cleared his throat. "I'm hungry, let's go eat something. Mikey, can you cook?"

Notes

Heuheuheuh I'm actually so sincerely sorry that I haven't updated in 5ever so here's some fanservice. Hmm, wonder what all happened yesterday? *evil grin*

Sorry.

I know I'm not the best person.

I'm kind of a sadist woo

Okay so now for an excuse as to why I haven't updated for so long: I'm starting an original story! Fuck yeah, pride. Anyway send a comment or message if you want a preview of it and I'll deliver. Here's a synopsis type thingy I guess:

Colton Rider is a 17 year old bassist with eyes that change color with his emotion. Weird, I know. His best friend (who's also the guitarist in his band called The Mayflies) is the only one who knows what each color means, though no one has ever figured out green. Meanwhile the singer of their band, Andrew Baker (15 years old) has clinical depression and hasn't told anyone, not even his mute older brother, Gavin (who is the drummer). There's this girl named Logan (She's the bassist for their rival band, The Zandarkand Babes) who doesn't like Andrew because she assumes that since he's one of the blonde-popular-socialbutterfly-friendswitheveryone stereotypical kid, that he's shallow and vain. So, every time he comes near she lets him know what she thinks. She didn't know, however, that even though he pretends it doesn't bother him and doesn't stop smiling, he actually has carved every word she's ever called him into the skin on his shoulders and thighs. Screwed up, I know. But I'm a fucking sadist.