Catch Me if You Can
Chapter 23
The sky was dark now, and the moon was visable.
Everyone had went back inside the yacht, since it was getting colder.
I sat on a plushy white couch, as people started bringing out empty bottles.
"Truth or dare, anyone?" a petite girl asked, waving up an empty beer bottle.
Immediately, people dashed to the floor, forming a crooked circle.
I stayed on the couch, not wanting to join their game.
My eyes shot across the room, staring directly at Harry.
Harry was leaning on the armrest of the chair, looking saddened.
I pursed my lips, wondering why I had rejected his kiss.
I really liked Harry, there's no doubt in that.
But, I was scared. Scared to get hurt, again.
"Harry? Colby? You guys coming to play?" Lyssa asked sweetly.
Harry's head jerked up, as if he was in his own world before Lyssa spoke.
"Uh... s-sure. I'll play." Harry hesitantly said, stumbling down to join the others in a circle.
Lyssa frowned at Harry, but smiled when she turned towards me.
"Well, Colby? Are you going to play?" she asked.
I really didn't want to be the person that ruins the fun at Lyssa's party.
I smiled back, as Lyssa patted an empty spot beside her.
I slid into the spot, as the petite girl went first.
It landed on Addison, and she was dared kiss Alex, which she gladly did.
My heart sank each time the bottle went by me.
I didn't want to play, since everyone was basically daring the other to kiss someone.
After a few more turns, Gerald began to spin the bottle.
I could feel it spinning slower, as it approached me.
I bit my lower lip, as Lyssa gave me a gentle smile.
"I-I think I left my purse on the deck." I lied.
I got up, and sprinted out of the screen doors, collapsing on one of the sun chairs.
I pressed my knees up to my chest, breathing in slowly.
Why did I have to be such a loser?
What kind of idiot is afraid to play truth or dare?
I mentally smacked myself, as I buried my head in my knees.
The wind outside of tossing my brown hair in all different directions, as shivers sent up my spine from the chilliness.
I felt weight being pressed down on the edge of my sunchair.
I lifted my head up, hoping it was Harry, but it wasn't.
It was Gerald.
Gerald gave me a small smile, but he looked worried.
"Did you find your purse yet, Colby?" he asked teasingly.
A small smile broke across my face, as I nodded. "Sure did, Gerald."
Gerald lightly chuckled, as the wind blew his dark hair away from his face.
"So, may I ask why you left the game right when the bottle was about to land on you?" Gerald asked.
I sighed. "I-I don't know."
"Is it Harry?" Gerald raised my eyebrow.
My eyes immediately perked up, as my face flustered.
"What makes you think that?!" I snapped.
Gerald shrugged sarcastically. "I don't know, maybe it's the way you both look depressed after almost kissing on the deck earlier today."
My eyes widened, as I pushed Gerald off of the sunchair.
He fell off the edge, landing on his butt.
I glared at Gerald, as he tried to control his laughter.
"That's what you get for spying!" I cried.
Gerald raised his hands up in surrender. "Hey, hey! Lyssa was the one who told me about it!"
I groaned, as I crossed my arms stubbornly. "Ugh! You guys are exactly alike."
Gerald stared drreamily at the sky. "That's why I love her."
I rolled my eyes playfully. "You're so cheesy."
Gerald stuck his tongue out at me. "Everyone needs a little cheese in their life."
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