The 'H' Factor

When the UK’s number one band, One Direction, members are chosen to fight against each other to the death to save their own friends and family they are broken apart causing many problems. Being best band mates themselves, they work together in a group to live, but secretly find themselves plotting against each other imagining their own winnings. Will they work it out as five winners? Or will they kill each other off, inching closer to a lifetime of fame, fortune, and guarantee of safety for themselves, friends and family?


4. Chapter 4

Okay, so you're still here I see? Alright. You're here to read I'm guessing. Ahh. Well read you sha'll.  



*Tessa's POV*


I woke up slightly, still to tired to move, to constant rustling and voices in mine and Niall's room.

"Do you think she's awake?" a voice asked. Sounds like Zayn.

"She doesn't look awake." another voice replied. I identified this one as Violet's.

I stretched my arm out slightly across the bed, expecting Niall's warm body to be there, but I was enlightened with nothing more than soft sheets. Where is he?

"Well, I'm hungry so whatever your gonna do, do it and get her up."

Found him.

Wait, wake me up? Why do they want to wake me up? They know I'm not a morning person.

"Shh, Niall. You'll wake her up!" Definatly Harry.

"Isn't that what we want though? To wake her up so she can cook us breakfast?" Oh, Perrie. You're new to the whole Direction family wake up processes.

"No." everyone said at the same time towards Perrie.

"Shhhhh!" scolded Violet again.

Before I knew it I felt two arms wrap me up, bridal style, and lift me off the bed.

"Put me down." I managed to groan out. I could have easily let myself free from whoevers grip that was carrying me, but in all honesty, I was too tired and surprisingly comfy in the arms of...

"No can do, love." I opened my eyes to see Louis carrying me down the stair and outside the back door.

Oh god, was all I had time to think before my body was thrown and plummeted into the pool, waking me up completely.

I gasped and resurfaced to the edge of the pool, where Louis stood with a wide toothy smile plastered on his face. Behind him, leaning at the door frame were the other eight.

"What the hell was that?!" I screamed directly at Louis.

"It was so fu-" Louis was cut off by Niall.

"We're hungry." he said from the houses entrance with a blank stare. Of course, I'm the only one that can cook in this house besides Eleanor and Violet, but everyone prefers my large servings.

"See if you get food now," I mumbled under my breath, pulling myself from out of the pool. I started to storm back into the house before I stopped dead in my tracks and whipped around, facing Louis, who was still smirking, "I forgot something." And without hesitation, I threw myself at Louis and pushed him into the pool before continuing back to the house and into the kitchen, trampling my way through everyone who stood at the door.

Still as wet as could be, I took out pancake mix first and made light fluffy waffles, followed by bacon, eggs, sausage, french toast and toast.

"Fuck you all." I said after serving everyone their breakfast and heading upstairs to take a shower and change from my damp clothes.

After shampooing and conditioning my hair, I stepped out of the shower and headed back to mine and Niall's room, picking a tank top with a cardigan and a pair of dark skinny jeans. I went back into the bathroom and started applying make-up to my face when I felt two arms snake around my waist.

"Hi Niall." I said with a smirk.

"Hey, Princess." Niall rested his head on my shoulder and looked in the mirror at our reflection. I'd have to say, we do look pretty perfect together.

"What's up?" I asked, smiling wide.

"I'm hungry." he replied, seriously.

My smile faded as I sighed and face palmed myself before turning around to face him, placing my arms around his neck.

"You're always hungry babe, tell me something I don't know."

He looked up in thought, thinking of something to say, "Did you know that I'm going to miss your cooking when I'm in jail with the other guys for getting caught doing these secret concerts?" he asked, cheekily.

I let my hands drop from his neck and down to my sides in disappointment.

"You're not going to jail. I won't let you." I said, my breath shaky.

"Princess, you know something bad is going to happen, just no one sees it. Harry seems to think this is a good idea and he's convinced everyone that it is except for me, you, Violet, Eleanor, Danielle and Perrie." Niall added to my shaky breath.

"Then refuse to do it if you think it's a bad idea!" I raised my voice a little, becoming annoyed.

"We make decisions as a band, and the vote would be four against one. My side would never win!" Niall raised his voice back slightly startling me.

"Niall, I can't lose you!" I was ready to cry at this point, but I held in my tears and raised my voice even more.

Niall on the other hand stayed calm and collected. "Princess, you won't lose me, I'll always be here. Don't worry. You won't lose any of us." he pulled me into a bone crushing hug and pressed his lips to mine, calming my boiling insides. I still wasn't sure about the idea, but I knew there was nothing I could do. The only thing I could do was argue, and that won't work for something like this. All I could do for the time being was wait for the time to come when the secret concert was crashed by the government. 


Ugh! This is so hard. I don't know if you lot like the story or not. Comment, like & favourite. Thanks for reading! 

<3 Andy xoxo

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