Go1Den Games

3 534 985 344 females on the world
1 767 274 957 possible competitors
1 947 253 entrants
196 countries
6 continents
5 boys
1 game.

30 girls from all over the world will be chosen to take part in the greatest competition ever launched.
The motto: "Win one game, and win the biggest prize of all!" - Sounds great, right?
But this one game, turns out to be the worst nightmare, of every of the girls...


3. The Competition - Asia

"Hello, who's there?"

"Hello, Mr.Malik? Here is MaiHo from 'Asia-Music’, the national Asian radio station."

"Ah!" a smirk spread over his features. "Hey MaiHo! You’re calling cause of the competition, aren't you?"

"That's right, Mr. Malik -" the high female voice sounded out of the phone.

"Zayn. Call me Zayn." even though she couldn't see the black haired boy, she knew he was smiling.

"Okay, Zayn, we are ready when you are ." now she was the one whose mouth curled up.

"Alright! Let’s do this!"




"We go live in 5... 4.... 3.... 2..." the producer voiced from the background.

"Hello my fellow music lovers! As we all know, the famous boy band ONE DIRECTION is launching a great competition, and the winners get the biggest prize ever - a boy! And not only any boy - one of the five cuties of 1D.

And now, to all Directioners all over the continent... Here are your tasks..." the last words were spoken in a low, serious, mysterious tone, whilst the other ones held more excitement and happiness.

"VASZAPPENIN DIRECTIONERS!!!!" Zayn shouted into the speaker of the mobile "This is Zayn Malik and I will tell you now, how YOU can get to the finals!!!

We organised athletic competitions over all of the countries, and your first task is, to find the date, the time and the location for one of those competitions!

I suggest you to keep it a secret once you know it - the fewer attendants, the higher is your chance to get to the finals!

Second step is to sign up for the athletic competition and win it! Your prize is the chance to get to the finals!" his undeniable sexy voice sounded through every radio in whole Asia, making girls cry or even fall to the floor.

"I am sad to say, but the competition is for over 16 year olds only. I am really sorry, but it's a tough competition, and the prize is to be one of the lads Gf - and they don't need a twelve year old as their girl... " MaiHo said, sure to make even more girls cry.

"Thank you Zayn Malik! It was a pleasure to meet... Aahhhhm... Actually hear you. "

"No problem sweetheart! I am looking forward meeting YOU in the finals!" the last sentence was obviously dedicated to all the Asian girls listening to the show, only for making sure that every single soul was freaking out right now. "Bye!"

The line went dead, Zayn had hung up.

"Ladies, ladies, ladies... Is it only me or did your ovaries also just explode? Well, well I am sure they did!" MaiHo laughed into the microphone on the desk in front of her. "THIS WAS FREAKING ZAYN MALIK!" she screamed from the top of her lungs.

"Stay tuned for hearing some of your favourite songs, including moments, kiss you and little things. I am MaiHo from 'Asia-Music' and this is our special programme 'OneDirectionInfection' "

The producer nodded, gestured the DJ to play the previous announced tunes.

"Oh my god I wish I was young again! It really sucks being 36 when all the hot celebs are younger than you!" MaiHo muttered to the co-moderator. “But then again – did freaking ZAYN MALIK JUST CALL ME SWEETHEART?!”

"I know right?!" the small redhead next to her yelled.




"You did it?" Liam stood in the doorframe to the living room, intently observing the black haired boys features.

"Obviously..." dark brown eyes fell to their owners’ feet, not finding the strength to look up.

"You still miss her, don't you?"

Black hair fell to the side a bit as the boy on the couch tilted his head, giving the guy in the doorframe a thoughtful look, a deep frown forming on Zayns forhead.

"You know the feeling when someone rips out your heart, stabs it with needles and nails all over and finally tears it into small pieces? And you think the pain will end after your heart - or what is left of it - hits the ground of the waste paper bin, but it doesn't? It only gets worse with every day the pieces spend in there, and someday, you stand up and go to collect it together - but it's all hard and rotten. So it will never fit again, never be able to love again? You know that feeling?" he paused, whipping a tear away after it escaped the brown of his eyes and ran down his cheek.

"And now, we have to move on. I mean, I want to, and I thought I'd be able to, but obviously" he pointed on him, then to the guy leaned against the hard wood of the doorframe. "We aren't. But I want to so hard, because I can't bear the pain anymore, I need someone to heal me, to distract me, to love me. I know it is the most selfish thing I have said yet, and it's probably the most egoistic thing I will ever say, but it's true! And you need someone like this too, who can kiss away the pain, or at least tries to! You and I need it as much as Louis needs it! Harry and Niall need someone too, but not as hard as we do!"

"I know... I know... But I don't know if I can love someone else than her! She was the love of my life! I couldn't imagine being without her, and I couldn't imagine her leaving me! And everything was my fault! I am the stupid prick who made them leave! Who made them disappear!" the brown haired boy from the door voiced.

"Liam... It's not you fau-"

"Don't tell me it isn't! It is! It is..." his voice got weak, sobs breaking through.

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