My Crush Made Me Date Him, To Hide What I Did To Him HD

I had a crush on Zack for my whole high school life. Maybe even before I knew what having a crush even was. We were close friends in middle school, and then drifted apart as the years went by, but we always stayed friendly with each other. When we would walk past in the hallway, we would say hello and return to our conversation with our friends. All this time though, I’ve been madly in love with him. Every time I see him with another girl, I get a sinking feeling in my stomach. I wish he would look at me the way he looks at the others, but so far nothing like that had happened, until one fateful day. All of my friends know that I would do pretty much anything to be with Zack, and they continuously tease me about my crush. Last time when we were at Hannah’s birthday party-all six of us, were playing Truth or Dare in Hannah’s basement. Most of the dares were silly, like get up and run around the room barking like a dog, or drink a can of Coke as fast as you can without stopping, but when it came to my turn, Hannah was the one to ask me, Truth or Dare? I chose Dare, as to not be called a wuss in front of all of my friends. Hannah didn’t even stop a beat to think, when she blurted out, “I dare you to steal Zack’s underwear from his locker on Monday when he’s at soccer practice.” There was a gleam in her eye, she knew I was caught in the crosshairs. My face went bright red. “I don’t think that’s gonna happen.” Everyone in the room told me that I had to do it, they were all staring at me with wide eyes. “No way, no how. Besides, I have dance practice when he’s at soccer practice so I can’t do it. Oh well, try again.” I said. Hannah dared me to skip dance practice and steal the underwear. I sighed. “What would I do with his dirty underwear?” I said. One of my friends said to cuddle up with them, the other said to sell them on Ebay. Man, they were a little weird. They were obviously no help at all. “Okay, okay, I’ll do it. But I better not regret this! If I regret it, you’re going to regret it even more!” I said to Hannah, and then we spent the rest of the night devising the plan. After a night of cold sweats and no sleep, it was Monday morning, underwear day. All night I thought about how to chicken out, but I knew it wasn’t going to happen. If I didn’t go to school, Hannah would come to my house and drag me out by my ear. If I pretended like I stole it, she would know. I don’t know how, but she would. Hannah would not let me live it down if I gave up on a dare like this. We’d been playing Truth or Dare as a group for ten years, and no one had chickened out since 6th grade. That was the night we dared our friend Beverly to jump into the principal’s pool naked. We snuck out to the principal’s house at midnight, ran into his backyard and she was just about to take her clothes off to jump in when the principal’s dog came barking out of his doghouse. We are surprised we didn’t die that night. So, technically she didn’t chicken ou