A/N: Another clarification: Laurie was Gordo's blind date when he received the call at the football game and um, right now you don't know what the call is about or anything. Oh, and more interaction is to come. It's just the more you understand about their past, the easier it is to comprehend their thoughts and yes, they do think a lot, but fortunately, they are coming up with some conclusions.

Chapter Twenty-Four

"Gordo," Lizzie said, as she was getting ready for that evening. She placed four shirts on her side of the bed for comparison.

"Yeah?" Gordo, who was in the bathroom getting ready, didn't know what was going on.

"Could you come here for a second?"

"Yeah," he said as he walked into the room a second later shirtless and holding his deoderant, "What?"

Lizzie looked at him helplessly and then pointed at the clothing on the bed, "I can't decide what to wear," she pouted.

Gordo shrugged. He didn't care what she wore. "Which one do you want to wear?"

Lizzie sighed, "Gordo! You know I'm indecisive! Will you please just pick one?"

Gordo rolled his eyes and put his deodorant on the dresser. Then, he shook his head as he looked at Lizzie and then looked over at the tops. There was a white-laced top, a baby blue string top, a black halter top, and a low cut light pink shirt. To Gordo, they were all simply clothes. He really didn't care, but he knew that Lizzie was going to get frustrated if he didn't pick one. "Uh...how about the white one?"

Lizzie held the white top up and looked at it and shrugged, "Okay. Thanks," and then she took it into the bathroom and slammed the door behind her, before Gordo could stop her and tell her he wasn't finished in there. It didn't really matter, though, as she came out thirty seconds later with the new top on and the one she was wearing waded in her hand. Gordo couldn't help but watch as Lizzie reached into her suitcase for some jeans and started to unbutton the pants she was wearing...until she realized she was being watched. Blushing, she asked, "Do you mind? I'd kind of like some privacy here!" and she turned around and waited for the bathroom door to close until she started to smile a little. She then finished getting dressed and was trying to figure out what to do with her hair when Gordo came out.

"Gor-"she started as she looked into the mirror and played with her hair.

"I think you should wear it down," he said, before she could even ask him anything.

"Yeah, but should I curl it?"

Gordo shook his head as he walked up so he was standing behind her and looking at her reflection in the mirror, "I think you should leave it just as it is. It looks perfect."

Lizzie looked at his reflection with her serious eyes and then turned around to look at him as if she expected him to say something. When he didn't say anything she smiled and said, "Thanks. You don't look all that bad yourself," and then she turned back to the mirror to brush her hair and put on some earrings, all the while, Gordo didn't move an inch as he watched Lizzie's every move, wanting to say something that would mean something so badly, but not coming up with the perfect words to say. Lizzie knew what was going on, but didn't really want to say anything to make the situation even more awkward. Besides, dinner was waiting for them.

After she finished, she turned to Gordo, who was inches away from her and she could hear him breathe and said, to Gordo's disappointment, "I think she should go now. I wouldn't want to be late."

Gordo smiled. It was as if she was breaking his heart in half, but he didn't want to do anything about it. She had to know he was feeling something for him. "Okay," he said, "Let's go, then."

Lizzie and Gordo hurried to the mansion, as it was still lightly drizzling. Once there, they sat and ate and talked. Everything was going pretty well until Ryan came in and said he had an announcement. It was strange, mainly because they didn't see any cameras around them at the time he said he had an announcement "After dinner," he said, "we set up a little surprise for you in the game room. Since the weather hasn't been very kind, we thought it would be nice if you all got together and watched a movie and slept in the game room. Beds are set up there and so is a screen and due to some technical difficulties, you will not be filmed. So, sleep wherever you want and with whomever you want and go ahead and say whatever you want. The camera problem should be fixed by tomorrow," he said and then he smiled, "Sweet dreams and good night."

Ryan left and everyone reacted as dessert was brought to them, "Okay," Elizabeth said, taking control of the situation, "well, after dessert, why don't we all get comfortable and ready for bed and meet up in the game room?"

Everyone agreed to this idea and after dessert, they all parted.

Back at the Love Hut, Lizzie and Gordo started talking, "This should be fun," Lizzie said, even though she was a little disappointed that she wouldn't have any time to talk to Gordo alone, "I mean, maybe we will actually get to really know the other people here without having to worry about the cameras or anything."

"I don't know," Gordo said, as he put on his flannel pajama bottoms, "I mean, I'm going to guess that there are really going to be cameras there, only hidden."

Lizzie shook her head, "Gordo, would you please stop freaking out about the hidden cameras?? This is not 1984 here, and Big Brother is definitely not watching us."

"Then how do you explain the hidden cameras in the room?"

Lizzie shrugged, "Maybe this place was used for another reality show and they forgot to get rid of the hidden cameras. I mean, you did cover up the one on the dresser. No one has bothered to explain it to you or asked you to explain it, or moved it himself or herself. Lighten up, okay?"

"Lizzie, All I'm saying is that I have a theory. The producers said it themselves: They are looking for ratings. This means they are looking for sex and they will go to any lengths necessary to find sex."

"Well," Lizzie said, before she could really think about what she was saying, "You and I know we aren't having sex with each other! Why does it matter?"

Gordo looked at Lizzie and said nothing. When Lizzie saw the expression on Gordo's face, she sort of blushed, and then she tried to think of a way to fix what she said, so it didn't sound so harsh, but she couldn't think of anything to say.

"Lizzie," Gordo finally said, "Whether we are having sex or not, its still an invasion of our privacy. They can hear everything we say to each other, and probably are suspicious that we know each other and know that we have different names. Also, we were told that we would be off camera for the most part when we were in our rooms. I don't want to get into an argument about this, and I definitely don't want to come off as anal, but I think something is going on. Like I said before, I could be wrong. I'm not going to worry too much about it right now, because I don't think I have anything else to hide, however, it wouldn't surprise me if this sleepover was mentioned in the final cut. Got it?"

"Yeah, Gordo," Lizzie nodded, "I understand exactly what you are saying. I just think you are being a little to weird about the idea that you found a hidden camera."

"Yeah, well, maybe I am," he said, "but imagine," he said, pausing, looking Lizzie in the eye and stepping one step closer, "Imagine if we were different people and we were falling for each other," he said, and then he took another small step closer to Lizzie, causing Lizzie's heart to beat a little faster, "and we used this time in our rooms to have intimate talks and share private moments that only two people in love with each other should share," he said, and he slowly reached for her hands with his as he stepped even closer and their faces were only inches apart, "Would you feel any differently about the cameras, then?"

Lizzie studied his face as she tried to decide what to do, "I-I don't know," she finally said, "I don't know what I'd do."

He was going to do it. He had her hands in his and he was about to lean in. The time was perfect as they looked into each other's eyes for some sort of answer. "Lizzie," he whispered as he leaned in. Their lips barely grazed each others when they were interrupted by some yelling outside.

"Tory! Daniel!" the outsiders yelled, "Are you two coming or what??"

Lizzie released her hands from his and stepped back, looking at him for a brief moment, with her eyes a little watered. For days, she'd wanted something like this to happen. She wanted Gordo to admit that he had feelings for her and now it was her opportunity to tell him how much he meant to her. Thinking about too many things at once, Lizzie called, "We're coming," she said and she slipped some shoes on. As she walked to the mansion in silence as Gordo walked a few feet behind her, Lizzie kept thinking she could still say something and everything would be okay.

Inside, Gordo was cursing at himself. He thought his timing was perfect and he thought for sure that Lizzie loved him back. She didn't say anything, though, he thought, and now, Gordo didn't know what to do. Once again, he would have a hard time sleeping that night. He still had no idea what Lizzie thought and when they were interrupted, Lizzie looked as if she was about to cry.

When they arrived and saw the set up, it seemed very interesting. There were three sofas and three mattresses on the floor that replaced all the furniture that were there before. Elizabeth was quick to call the middle sofa, urging the other girls to take the other sofas, so it would be like the girls that created the semi circle and the three guys would fill it. No one objected, so Lizzie took the left sofa. Gordo began to walk over to take his claim on the mattress next to her; however, James beat him to the place and Gordo ended up between the two guys. Wanting so desperately to say something to Lizzie, he knew it would have to wait. He had to wait until the morning and he had a whole night to think of excuses as to why he kissed her, in case she wasn't interested.

They watched Casablanca and every time Gordo would try to glance over at Lizzie, she had her back turned toward him. They had four more days until this was all over. If they lost in two days, they only had two. Time was running out for the two of them to do something about their feelings.

Lizzie seemed to be asleep by the time the movie was over and everyone else was tired by then. It didn't seem to take long before everyone else except Gordo seemed to be asleep. Gordo let out a sigh as he got up to go to the bathroom. He ended up staying in the bathroom for a while, taking in the time alone and trying to come up with some solution.

When he finally decided that he was too tired to stay there any longer, he went back to the game room and when he was walking to his mattress, he heard someone whisper his name, "Daniel!"

Gordo looked around, but it was too dark to see anything. The voice came from the other side of the room that Lizzie was on, but who else would be calling him, "Lizzie?" he whispered back, "Is that you?"

"No. It's Mary."

"Oh," Gordo said, as he yawned, "Hey."

"Come here for a second," she said."

"Okay," and he walked over, curious as to what Mary would say.

"Listen, I know it's a little late, but would you like to maybe take a little walk with me? I'm having a little trouble sleeping."

"I don't know," Gordo said, shaking his head and yawning, "I mean, I'm really tired."

"Please? I promise if you walk with me, we will both feel a little better."

Gordo sighed. He DID want to get a few things off his chest. Mary seemed harmless enough, "Okay."

Mary got up and Gordo waited as they tiptoed out of the room and out of the house. Once they were safely outside and knew they couldn't be heard, Mary spoke in her normal voice, "So," she said, "How are you?"

"I've been better."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

Gordo laughed a little to himself, "Where should I start?"

A/N: I will continue as soon as possible.

Question: What will Lizzie do tomorrow?

The best answer wins since there are no options. Thanks for reading.