Your Friends, They Look Good, But You Look Better.

Chapter Seventy-Three.

Liam’s P.O.V.

Why the hell is Danielle here? Out of all the people, this is the worst possible thing that could have happened. "What are you doing here? I thought you were in Australia?" I asked, still shocked, confused and slightly annoyed.

"I’m allowed a holiday too you know." She snapped. I opened my mouth to reply when Lisa butted in.

"You’ll have plenty of time to socialise after we sort the forfeits out."

"Right, I’ll see you lovely folk later." Meghan said and went to walk off. I went to go after her but Aimee held me back.

"She’ll be back in a minute; she doesn’t know what room we’re in." Aimee laughed. I nodded and laughed. For a brunette, Meghan does have a quite a few blonde moments.

"Ok, so I want each couple to pick each other the item they will forfeit. So the gentleman of the couple will pick the lady’s possession and vice versa. You must pick their most loved possession. Don’t worry; you’ll all get them back at the end." Liasa said. I saw Meghan creeping back to the group as quietly as she could. I looked at Aimee who was smiling at me and shaking her head. I wrapped an arm around Meghan to stop her from running off again. "You will have twenty minutes. In that time, you are to get to your rooms, find a possession of your partner and return to here. You must have a reason as to why you picked the item and why it is important to them. The first couple to return here will be rewarded. And be careful, any cheating and we will know." She handed each pair a room key. It had the floor number on it but not the room number.

"How do we know what room this opens?" Harry asked.

"You don’t. Good luck." Lisa walked off with that creepy smile of hers. We all stood there, dumbfounded.

"How is she going to know we’re cheating?" i asked, to no one in particular.

"I don’t know, maybe the place is bugged." Meghan replied.

"I hope not! That’s pervish if they have the rooms bugged since it’s a couples retreat, if you know what I’m saying..." Aimee said, smirking.

"TOO MUCH INFORMATION!" Meghan yelled covering her ears. I just laughed at her. This is why I love her. Meghan grabbed her suitcase and was the first of everyone to leave. I looked at Harry who shrugged. We all lifted our stuff and headed for the lifts. Our room was on the third floor. Harry and Aimee’s room was on the fifth. We crammed into the lift to see Danielle and her partner and the other couple heading towards the lifted as well.

"I can’t believe Danielle of all people is here." I groaned.

"I can’t believe we have to take part in this stupid thing." Meghan sighed. The lift stopped on our floor. "We’ll see you both down there soon."

"Good luck." Aimee’s voice had anything but excitement in it. We watched as the lift doors closed again. I looked down the long corridor full of doors.

"This is impossible." I said, already getting frustrated. There must be at least 40 doors here.

"How long have we got left?" I checked my watch.

"Just under fifteen minutes." Meghan swore under her breathe and grabbed the key. She quickly went down every door on the left hand side. None of the keys worked. The minutes went passed. Soon we only had about 5 minutes left. Meghan was only half way up the right hand side of the corridor. I could see she was losing interest. Just as she was about to give up, the lock clicked and the door swung open.

"Halle-fucking-luiah!" She praised. I laughed and quickly pulled our bags into the room. It was simple, a bed, en suite and a little balcony. Meghan pulled off her bracelet I gave her from Disneyland. "Here."