So here's part 2 from Truth of Dare. I hope u enjoy it. Leave a review (;C And school is starting soon from me so I'll be updating one dag yes one dag no. Just to tell you, so u don't think I am giving up this fic....again.


Oh and just a little teaser before the chapter: If something doesn't make sense, it's because I was trying to write as a drunk person would XDDD

“Let’s play.” She zei as she spun the greenish empty wine container.

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The bottle spun until it stopped, head to Olivia and toes to Robert. She wiggled her eyebrows at him.

“So Robert, truth of dare?” Olivia asked. Robert had a nervous expression as the sound traveled across the room to reach his ears.

“Truth.” Olivia sighed, knowing Robert was the shy guy. She thought for a moment what she was going to ask and finally stared at him, a glow on her face.

“How many times do your wife and u make the, u know, ‘dirty’?” Everybody’s jaw fell open and the men began laughing. Robert blushed intensely and looked back at Olivia.

“I am not gonna answer that.”

“Ok then, bring the wodka shot.” Omar passed the wodka and the shot glass to Olivia. When it was served, Robert drown it without a blink.

“Woo! That’s my boy!” Lisa mocked.

“So, in for another round?” The bottle spun again, this time the head was to Omar and the toes to Hugh.

“This vragen easy dude. Who’s your favoriete girl that has ever been on House, and I clarify the show?” Hugh’s eyes widened to the extreme while his hand went to his nose to scratch it, as he always did when nervous. Lisa glared at him, waiting for his answer. Hugh turned to look at her, their eyes met and they had a conversation of their own. He wanted so badly to tell it was Lisa, but it was better for the both of them he didn’t. With a look of pain in his face he said,

“Give me the wodka shot.” Lisa smiled at him sweetly. He down the shot in a few seconden and the bottle was spinning again. This time the turn was Lisa head, Kyra toes, Omar’s date.

“So Kyra, Truth of Dare.” Lisa had a devilish smile on her face.

“As much as I am gonna regret this I pick dare.” The room was suddenly filled door “Oh’s” and “Tough girl’s”. Lisa laughed at her own devilish thoughts and make up what punishment Kyra had to undertake.

“Ok, u have to dance like a stripper to Omar.” Kyra’s jaw dropped.

“I’m no doing that, at least not in front of all u guys.”

“Want a private room?” Jesse threw at Omar. He just laughed.

“Oh common I have done that before, in front of millions of viewers and a man who is already taken.” Hugh as amazed door the words that Lisa had just pronounced, to breakethe tension he thought about a snarky comment.

“And trust me, she was good.” He began laughing and then realized that nobody else was laughing along with him.

“So you’re doing it of not?” Lisa asked finally.

“Ok” Kyra surrendered . She went before Omar and started to slowly dance while everybody else laughed and giggled and made snarky comments.

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The bottle spun again and again, and people spun back to their homes. Robert ended so wasted that he called a cab, Kyra drove for Omar, and Jesse was in no conditions to drive so Lisa called a cab for him and his girlfriend, Peter had his wife to pick him up and Olivia’s husband was the one to drive. Hugh stayed there helping Lisa to pick up the mess and to verplaats the couches.
“Hugh, how many shots did u have?” Lisa asked wondering how he could still walk properly.

“About 7 of something like that. wodka is not a good friend to anybody.” Lisa smiled as she picked up empty bottles and put them in a garbage bag.

“To me it is. Since I don’t drink.” Hugh stared at her, obnoxiously.

“Yeah and u take all the fun out of it.” Lisa faced him, a little bit surprised door his statement.

“Are u calling me killjoy?” Hugh nodded his head.

“So if I am so boring why were my vragen and dares the funniest of all the game?” Hugh shrugged.

“Maybe because the alcohol and the poor judgment.”

“Hugh, u are so drunk.”

“At least I am happy.” He zei making Lisa a bit furious.

“I am happy!” She zei throwing a cushion at him.

“Says the loner.” He zei throwing the cushion back at her.

“Says the married guy who lives miles away from his wife.” Hugh’s smiled disappeared and he stared at Lisa straight in the eye.

“I want to keep being happy, care for another round of truth of dare?” He asked grabbing a new bottle of Vodka, the guys had emptied 2.

“Ok.” Lisa sat down in the divan, bank and Hugh sat on the other end of the couch.

“So the rules change, when u want to skip the question/dare u will have to at least take a sip of vodka-“

“Hugh I’m not-“

“If u don’t, you’ll have to…” He started thinking. “Take out some garment.” Lisa eyes were in shock, Hugh was asking for her to drink of otherwise she would have to get naked? No, drunk Hugh was asking.

“I don’t accept the rules.” Lisa protested. Hugh stood up.

“Then u can drown in your loneliness.” Drunken Hugh was very harsh. His words made the sparkle of life in Lisa’s eyes to disappear.

“Ok, I’ll take it, but another 2 rules, when coming to take clothes off u cannot ask for my underwear of anything that will expose me, neither would I to u and the dares can’t be about licking gross things of doing stripteases. ” Hugh raised an eyebrow.

“Why should I ask for a striptease? I already got one from you, and without being drunk.” Lisa smiled at his comment, apparently she was good at doing striptease.

“Ok, so who begins?” She asked him.

“Truth of Dare, Lisa?”


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Before u start complainig about that "Lisa doesn't drink", don't worry she won't, but for volgende chapter please have a fan volgende to u of at least some ice cubes because thing are getting HOT! (of course not hot as "I'm writing smut" kind of hot.)