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"Okay, so the kitchen is to your right, you can help yourself to anything in there, and we can go to the grocery shop later.Your rooms are right up those stairs to your left and if you need me, my room is up the stairs to the right. Any questions??" I explained as I unlocked the front door to my moms house.
"Where are your parents?" Liam asked as he looked around the foyer. All the memories of my dad leaving floated to the surface of my brain and I looked down at the ground. He left a month after my brother died, which made me feel even worse. Whenever I asked him why he was leaving, he mumbled something about finding a better family.
One that was healthy.
Not broken.
I cleared my throat and answered as I hung my car keys on the key tree. "Um, my mom is at work and my dad, he, um, doesn't live here anymore." They all nodded and headed up the stairs, "Oh, and don't go into the room next to mine!" I yelled after them and Zayn looked at me sympathetically.
The reason I didn't want them going in there was because it was my brothers old room. Everything was exactly how he had left it. Nothing was moved, nothing was touched, and his pillow still had the scent of his favorite Cars shampoo lingering on it.
I flopped onto the huge couch in front of the tv and flicked it on. I skipped through the channels, and Harry made his way back down the stairs. He stood awkwardly in the doorway and I looked up at him.
"Hun, your living here for a whole summer, make yourself at home." I giggled and patted the spot next to me. He smiled and took a seat.
"So how did you and Zayn meet?" he randomly asked as some whales humped one another on the screen.
"You seriously thought about that while we watched animals having sex?" I chuckled and he laughed. "We met through school. Nothing romantic between us."
"That's good to know." Harry smiled cheekily and I rolled my eyes.
"Well, like you, I'm am known to, 'Dine then Dash'." I mumbled and tied my hair into a ponytail. He turned to look at me, obviously surprised. "What?"
"Like me?" he chuckled, offended-like, and nudged my arm.
"Pff, trust me, I keep up on the One Direction gossip." I sighed and nudged him back. Louis walked into the room and took one look at the tv before running in and sitting right in front of it. "Perv." I giggled and the other guys walked in.
"Seriously, Harry? Animal porn?" Zayn huffed and Harry's mouth dropped in shock. I smiled and blinked my eyes innocently.
"She had it on when I walked in!" he defended and I pretended to be hurt.
"God, you think I'm that type of girl? Mother of god!" I screamed dramatically and rustled his hair. "Just kidding, I thought it had something to do with sea food." I stated and Harry threw his head back in a fit of giggles.
"I'm hungry." Niall huffed and sat next to Louis.
"Let's go to the store, then. You can all get the food you like." I stood up and they all followed me back out to the car.
On the way to the store, Louis, who had called shotgun, was messing around with all of the controls and radio. He flicked on the heat and everyone started complaining. Quickly, I turned it off and made sure the air conditioning was on high before swatting his hand away. He sneakily turned on the radio and Ed Sheeran's voice filled the car.
Once we reached the store, I parked and we all filed inside. I grabbed a cart and they all started pulling random things off the shelves. Niall dropped a couple packages of Oreos in and I gave him a look.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"You better hide those from me." I smirked and he smiled widely.
After a half an hour of the boys picking food, I tried to pay, but Zayn pulled out his wallet before I had the chance.
Back At The House...
"Okay boys, it is now time for something I like to call, 'The Grocery Olyimpics'!" I giggled as I opened the trunk.
"'The Grocery Olympics'?" Zayn asked skeptically and I poked his nose.
"Yes, there are 18 bags full of food, the first team to carry, and empty their six bags correctly in the kitchen wins."
"Wins what?" Louis asked excitedly.
"To pick what we have for dinner." I smiled and we all teamed up. Zayn and I, Harry and Niall, Louis and Liam.
I unlocked the front door and Liam, Niall, and I waited for our teammates to bring us the bags in the foyer.
"On your marks... get set... go!" I yelled and the race began...
