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...


9. Zayn

Zayns P.O.V.

I could see Harry watching us through the window. I saw how he smirked when I pulled her in for a hug. The bitch was probably looking for a way to ruin us... Me and Britnee, that is. The only thing is that I'm not too sure if Britnee knows how I feel about her... Or if she feels the same way about me. I loved the way she felt in my arms. It felt so real, to have the girl of my dreams wrapped up in my arms. 

Harrys eyes were so dark... So piercing. I hated the way he looked at her. It's like he only wanted her for one thing, but I know he wanted her for more than that one thing. Britnee is beautiful. She's perfect. With these light green eyes, perfect pink lips, and an AMAZING body. Why wouldn't he want her? 

"Zayn?" She looked up at me, smiling. "I love you," she whispered. My heart stopped in my chest. "I love you too," I whispered back, kissing her forehead. She smiled and I went for it. I, Zayn Malik, kissed Britnee. The moment our lips made contact, the train door swung open and Harry strolled in calmly. Britnee and I backed up fm each other nervously. "Isn't it time to go to sleep?" Harry eyed Britnees neck, licking his lips. She blushed and looked away. "Yeah... I think it's time we sleep," she looked up at me, exposing a large red mark on her neck. My eyes shot up to Harry. "You bastard!" I lunged at him, knocking him into the train door. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" He struggled under me as I forced my hands around his neck. "I'll fucking kill you for leaving that bloody mark on her!" Britnee screamed at me to stop, then screamed for help. I knew I could kill Harry of I tried. If I really wanted to, I could snap his neck in my hands right now. 

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