Reality

Family Feud Fiasco

a/n: hellooooo! if you didn't see on my instagram, i posted a ROUGH floor plan of the house. it's only a small guide to how the place is laid out. it's not 100% accurate lol

Harry

"Spaghetti!"

"No, you dumbass, it's pizza!"

"You're both wrong. It's, like, chicken tenders or something."

I sit on the couch, listening to Louis, Niall, and Brooke argue about the answers to Family Feud. I think we've been in the living area for about two hours now, and all we have done is watch a marathon of this gameshow and shout at each other. My head is still pounding from this monster hangover, but I'm starting to feel a little better, seeing as I was successfully able to hold down the burger and fries that Zayn and Aubrey picked up for us for dinner.

Steve Harvey's voice echoes through the living room, and suddenly Niall jumps up, shouting and pointing at the rest of us.

"I told you! Fucking pizza! Number one answer! I win!"

"Calm down, you spaz," Brooke laughs, pulling her wet hair up into a bun. "Louis and I are still winning in calling the top answers."

"No need to rub it in," Niall scowls, sitting back down on the couch.

Louis makes a one shoulder shrug and sticks his tongue out. "She's just saying the truth."

"You both suck."

Zayn walks into the room from the kitchen with a bunch of bowls, balancing the dishes as he walks. "Ice cream, anyone?"

"Yes! Life saver," Niall grabs one of the bowls from Zayn and digs into the ice cream, his eyes trained on the television as Steve Harvey reads off the next survey question.

The rest of us grab a bowl from Zayn and continue watching the show. I'm not sure where Aubrey is. She disappeared after we ate dinner together, and I haven't seen or heard from her. I didn't even see her leave. I guess she could be in her room, but I'm not sure why she wouldn't want to hang out with us. We're not that bad, right?

None of us have heard from Mikaela and Liam, so we don't know when they're coming back from their dinner. Now that is a pair I find to be strange. Mikaela and Liam. I didn't know she liked him. Does anyone in the house actually like Liam? Possibly Aubrey.

Or not. I seem to catch her shooting glares his way when he's not looking.

I suppose I don't necessarily dislike Liam. Realistically, I don't have many interactions with him to form a solid opinion on whether or not I have an issue with the guy. I'll admit he's a bit conceited and sometimes an asshole, but it makes me wonder if he's putting on a front for us. I would like to believe he's not a bad guy, but what do I know?

As the show breaks to commercial, I hear a door open up behind us. Turning my head, I make eye contact with Aubrey. She steps out of her room with a pair of heels in her hand, adjusting the length of her tight black dress.

"You're going out?" Niall speaks up, eyeing her up and down. He shifts himself on the couch and sets the bowl of ice cream down. "I didn't know you were going to go out. I want to go! Are you going to a bar or a club? Can I come along? You shouldn't go by yourself. I know how to party. We can have a good time out there."

Aubrey peels her gaze away from me to Niall. For a moment, she looks at all of us staring back at her before she gives us a small smile. "I'll be fine. I do this all the time back home. I'm just going out to - uh - I'm meeting friends. It's no big deal."

"Are you going to drink?" Brooke pipes in. She didn't dry her hair after she took a shower to wash off the sunscreen and chlorine smell, so I notice a small patch at the back of her shirt that is soaked from the water dripping from her hair. "I'll drive you, if you want."