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?

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7. Chapter 7

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CHAPTER 7    

 

*Liam's POV*  

We all were a little distraught from the shocking news that was brought to us, but without a choice, we all reluctantly found ourselves training to kill each other. Of course, there was always the chance of someone else killing us before we had to break our brotherhood trues, and although we never in a million years wanted one another to die before us, we all hoped anonymous person would sleigh the other four. I found myself lifting weights, as it was my strength, in training. Harry shifted from weights to common knowledge forest skill. Louis worked on running and climbing mostly, also dabbling with fire making. Zayn and Niall seemed to have some sort of alliance going on, they migrated from each training station together and often times I would catch them whispering and stealing glances at the helpless Louis as if he were prey.   

A week of training went by and I'd have to say myself, we all did well and gained from the experience. None of us have turned our backs against each other yet, we all were still as close as could be, but I could see in everyone's eyes that they wanted to win and live just as much as I did, deep down inside.   

The day we would become slaughtering machines came to quickly for my liking, but I really couldn't do much about that, could I? All the people who we would be competing against stood before us in a room. There were at least 100 people, including us, that went against the government and were now dragged into the same position we are. I recognized some faces from the concert, they must have snatched these people for listening to our music. If only they had time to get away...   Before I knew it, we were whisked away and each of us were set into a tiny room, where we would be saying goodbye to our visitors.   

I sat patiently down on one of the uncomfortable couches until I heard a soft knock on the door. I stood, straightening my pants and shirt out as the door peaked open, revealing Danielle, in a sad state.  

She flung the door all the way open and slammed it shut before running to me and wrapping herself into my chest, sobbing slightly.  

Neither of us said a word to each other for the longest time. Just enjoyed what little time we had of each others presence. I was scared for my life at this point. I wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with Danielle. I never imagine dying before we could buy our first house together and move in, before I could propose, before we could have children and grandchildren, before we would grow old together, before our life together even started.   

"Danielle," I whispered into her hair. She slightly drew herself back from me and looked into my eyes before I continued, "Listen to me Danielle, I promise you that I will try with everything in me to win for you. I will walk into the arena in one piece, and walk out in one piece. You hear me? Don't worry about me just yet, love. The only time you should worry is when I lay on my death bed before you, okay?" she nodded and started to tear up a bit more. I pulled her into another quick hug before kissing the top of her head and whispering into her hair, "I love you Danielle Claire Peazer. Don't forget that."  

"I love you too." was all she managed to choke out before she was ushered out by the government guards and I was once again left alone, setting myself down on the hard couch again with my head in my hands.    

 

*Harry's POV*  

Like the rest, I was thrown into a tight room, awaiting my farewell comers. I wasn't scared. I defiantly wasn't confident, but I wasn't scared. I started pacing back and fourth in the room until I heard the door creak open. Violet froze when she saw me as her face grew pale. By the looks of it, it looked like she would faint at any second. There was absolutely no color left in her face. Wide eyed and gaping at me she regained herself and slowly made her way towards me.  

"Hey, babe." I managed to breath out, trying to act as confident as I could.  

"Hi." was all she said back and slightly smiled up at me. She didn't do well at hiding the pain behind the smile, though. I sat down on the couch and pulled her down onto my lap. "Harry?" she whispered against my neck, making he shiver.  

"What is it, babe?" I asked her, locking our eyes together.  

"Try to win, okay?" she said to me, her eyes gleaming from the glazed over tears that hadn't spilled yet.   

I smiled down at her. "Anything for you, Violet. I'm going to try. When you see me out there, just know all I do is for you. I promise." I slowly leaned my forehead against hers and pressed my lips to hers. She responded by kissing me back, passionately and tangling her hands in my hair. 

 We were interrupted by the door opening and a voice echoing through the room. "Times up." was all the man said.   

Violet and I stood up and I walked her over to the door. Before she could walk out of my reach, I grabbed her by the hand and whipped her around to face me one last time. The guard grunted at my not following the rules and pushing the time limit.   

I beamed down at my gorgeous girlfriend and squeezed her hand that I held in my own. I brought my lips down to hers and crashed them together, them slowly moving in sync. The kiss was shorter than I would have liked, but there was no other choice but to pull away from her sweet lips. 

 "I love you, Haz." she said to me, not blinking as she peered up at me with those big beautiful green eyes.   

"I love you too, babe." I responded confidently, my breath suddenly becoming not shaky. I knew for a fact I loved her. And I promised her I would try to win, as I shall.     

 

*Louis' POV*  

The sound of the constant ticking of the clock on the walls.  

The sound of the creaking floor boards under my feet.  

The sound of the rustling around of the the mice overhead in the ceiling.  

Hell, even the sound of my own breathing was ticking me off.  

Everything was getting to me. Every little sound I heard left me in a paranoid state. I knew there was no chance for me in these killing games. The 'H' Factor was something that I could never win. I could never amount myself great enough to even last during the first week of it. I was just me, nothing special about me. Just Louis William Tomlinson. I had no skills whatsoever such as the other boys did. Niall and Zayn had some sort of alliance going on between them. Harry had common knowledge of the wilderness, so he could survive on his own. Liam was the strongest and did nothing more in training than do strength and cardio exercises. For me, I worked on sprinting and climbing. Something easy that I know I'll have to face plenty of times.   

I was pulled out of my thoughts by a hand coming lightly down on my shoulder. I looked up to see Eleanor standing in front of me, wearing a frown. I was so nervous about this stupid game that I hadn't heard El come in. She sat down next to me on the couch and searched me for answers. I knew she knew what I was thinking and worrying about. She always does. It's not often you see me in this kind of mess. I'm always fooling around and cracking a good joke, but no. Right now I was as serious as a red brick.   

"Lou, hun. You can't scare yourself to death before you even step foot in the arena. Have some confidence in yourself." she smiled at me, reassuring me. Well, at least she had faith in me.   

"I'm trying." I half laughed it off before I couldn't control myself anymore and pulled her into a bone crushing hug. "I love you, Elly Belly. I wish I didn't have to leave you." I cooed in her ear.  

"Louis. I can't breath," she gasped out. I released my grip on her a bit and chuckled to myself. "I never said to stop," she added. I tightened my grip around her again and breathed in her familiar scent. God how I'll miss this girl. Shes literally my everything.   

"Okay, sweets, I have to go soon, so hear me out," Eleanor became very serious and stared me down the whole time. "I know you're scared of your lack of skills." Wow, thanks El. She continued, "but, you're smarted than you think. You might not be the strongest or the bravest, but you have the best personality. Use it. I'm counting on you. I love you, Louis. Be careful." With that she kissed me on the cheek and stood to leave.   

"I promise El. I really, truly promise." I breathed out. "And, don't you ever forget that I love you too." I kissed her lightly before she left the room, closing the door softly behind her.  

 

*Niall's POV*  

Zayn was my biggest blockage from winning The 'H' Factor. He knew all my strategies, and all my strengths and weaknesses. That's why I made him and I a team. Together, nothing could touch us. And when the time came, I would kill him just like the others would have.  

I felt bad for using Zayn, but I couldn't help it. My instincts were taking over. I didn't want to kill my friends, but I had to. That's what this whole thing was about, right? And since there's going to be only one winner, and if that one just happens to be one of us five, the other four must be dead. So with any chance at winning, I'd have to kill them anyway. That's how we'll all end up in the end anyway.  

I waited in the lounge room, where I was expecting Tessa to come say goodbye to me any second. My hands were stuffed in my pockets as I played with the ring that I had stuck in them if all went well.

As if on que, Tessa burst through the door, rather angrily and marched up to me, pushing her tongue down my throat. So we know she doesn't enjoy foreplay. I dropped the ring back into my pocket and inhaled deeply from the shock of impact.

"Tessa," I breathed against her lips as our tongues wrestled for dominance, "Tessa. I'm going to win this thing for us."

Tessa pulled away and smirked, "Now, don't become so cocky." she teased. "But seriously, don't think nothing can touch you during this whole experience. Because, let's face it, you have a one in a hundred chance of winning. Don't be stupid out there, Niall. You're to good to be an idiot." she wrapped her arms around my neck as I rested my hands on her hips, us slightly swaying back and fourth, almost in a slow dancing sort of way.

"Okay, Princess, I promise not to be stupid. But seriously," I mocked, "I'm going to at least try to win this thing so we can resume our perfect life together. Got it, Princess?"

She giggled, "I got it, Mr. Horan." 

"That reminds me," I said more to myself as I fished out the un-boxed ring in my pocket. I took her hand in mine and slid the ring onto her finger. I smiled to myself as I saw it fit just perfectly. She looked confused and searched my face for answers.

"It's a promise ring," I explained. "Once this mess is settled, I'm ready to start my life with you and only you. I want to make you Mrs. Horan someday. I only hope you can accept?" she only nodded, tears forming in her eyes and she again shoved her tongue down my throat. 

By this point I was on cloud nine. I was to much in a daydream about our life together after The 'H' Factor, that when she left, I hardly said more than an 'I love you', her returning it, and fell back onto the plush couch provided in the room, smiling to myself.

Someday, I'm going to marry that girl. The girl of my dreams.

 

*Zayn's POV*

I ran my fingers through my hair, listening to what Perrie had to say to me. It was hard to focus because of my nerves. I knew I could fight off people, my weakness was learning to survive and hide from people while in the woods. 

"Babe?" Perrie snapped me out of my thoughts. She wore a worried expression upon her face. 

"I'm listening, babe." I reassured her, putting on the best fake smile I could to hide my pain of leaving her.

She nodded and kept rambling on about everything she could think of except the topic of The 'H' Factor. I know she was as scared as I was about the thought of this being the last we ever will have spent together. I really loved Perrie, and I most certainly didn't want to leave her, especially this early into our relationship. I didn't even get to do as much with her as I pleased yet. I planned on taking her to Paris and spending time away from both of our working, and really enjoying each others presence. But no, Harry had to suggest the secret concert idea and here I am for listening to that twat. Niall and I had planned on pinning Harry first and getting rid of him. Liam second. Louis was no threat to us he would easily be slaughtered by some other criminal. 

Perrie and I looked up at the door when we heard a loud knock, signaling that out time together was up and Perrie had to go. We both walked to the door, but before opening it I grabbed hold of both her hands and bore down into her eyes with my own.

"I guess this is goodbye then," I mumbled, not wanting to believe it.

"Hey, no," she scolded me, "Goodbye means gone forever. Think of this as a 'i'll see you soon'" she said to me, trying her best to smile.

I nodded, "Then, I'll see you soon." I said to her before pressing my lips gently to hers.

"See you soon," she smiled for real this time, but became very serious again as we both heard another loud bang on the door, meaning we were taking to long. "I love you, Zayn."

"I love you too, baby." I cooed before pulling her into a quick hug and watched her leave the room, turning around at the last minute and blowing me a kiss. I caught it and stuck it in my pocket, as if I could really keep it there for good measures during the blood bath.

Let the games begin.

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