The Hunger Games?!

Hi. My name is Britnee and I'm in the Hunger Games. I was sent here with an obnoxious boy named Niall. My parents, Katniss and Peeta, have faith I will survive. They told me that if I "fall in love" with Niall like they did with each other, then I have a better chance of survivng... But the thing is, my cousin Liam and my friend Zayn are tributes as well. I meet Louis at some point along the way and we both have a mutual hate towards Harry... But I'm not too sure it's hate I feel towards Harry...


4. I thought these were private rooms

  Zayn blushed lightly as I cuddled around him. "Sorry," I mumbled, pulling myself off of him reluctantly. "It okay," he smiled and turned towards the other tributes in attempt to make conversation. I sighed loudly and boarded the train, the others following closely behind. An avox girl showed us our rooms and I was quite surprised when I saw that my room had two beds. "Excuse me," she looked at me silently, her blue eyes taking in my face. "I thought these were private rooms... Why is there a second bed?" The avox girl pointed back into the room. I followed her gaze, leading me to Niall stretched out on the gray bedspread. I groaned and whispered a quick thanks to the girl. Niall coughed and sat up as I closed the door and dropped down on my bed. Why the hell does the always happen to me?! At least I didn't get stuck with- "Hey babe," ...Harry. I rolled over and looked at him before giving him the finger. "I already have to deal with Niall... And now you?! This isn't even your fucking room! Would you mind leaving?" He cocked his head to the side. "Awh... That's no way to treat your roommate, now is it?" I frowned... "You aren't my roommate, Niall is." Harry smirked at my cluelessness. "I paid Niall to trade rooms with me, love. Y can't hide from me forever, you know," he humored. I rolled my eyes and stood up. "Youre insane Harry," I groaned. Two hands grabbed my face and I was soon kissing him. Well... He was kissing me. I didn't move as he slowly pushed me down on the bed behind me. I let him touch me. I hate him, but I let him touch me. My mind was screaming at me to do something, but I couldn't. And then I was kissing him back, letting my hands roam around his body the same way he did it to me. I was about to push him off when he attached his lips to the crook in my neck. A small moan escaped my lips and my head fell back, letting him explore me wi his mouth. He chuckled when my body arched up towards his. I opened my eyes and he smiled at me, letting his hand slip under my shirt. 


Thats when my thoughts kicked in. "Get the fuck off of me, you dirty creep!" I pushed him off of my bed and I could hear Niall laughing from his bed. My eyes flicked over to him and he laughed even harder, pointing at my neck. My fingers found the spot Harry sucked at and I felt what Niall was laughing at. Harry had left a big red hickey on my neck... Where everyone could see it. "Oh my god," I whispered. Niall and Harry's laughing filled the room, getting louder and louder. The room started spinning around me and soon it was all black.

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