Hungry Heart! A One Direction FanFiction also written by 1droxursox

Chapter 32

-Louis' Pov-

...Why am I laying down? I open my eyes only to shut them again from the surprise of the extreme whiteness of the room I was in. After preparing myself for the bright, I slowly open my eyes. It looks like I'm in a hospital room and my leg is up in one of those things that hang from the ceiling. What the pudding? The last thing I remember was... the car. The car. Is Harry ok? Did I get hit by the car? Why is no one here to answer my questions? I look around the room and notice the other bed is empty, which calms me slightly knowing that if Harry is hurt he's not there and he probably would be in the same room as me.

"Hello Mr.Tomlinson." A nurse smiled fakely entering the room.

"Hello" I answered my voice sounding croaky like I hadn't used it in a while. The young nurse began checking information on technological stuff near my bed. I ran my hand through my hair absentmindedly.

"Looks good" the nurse said and smiled a very fake smile at me. I noted a button on her uniform of The Wanted. That would explain a lot of her sassy-fakeness.

"When can I go?" I asked. All the white in this place is making my head hurt.

"Once the doctor comes in and checks you out." Ms. Fake said and walked out of the room leaving me alone again. I let my mind wander off into nothingness.

There was a ginormous clattering out in the hall and some screams. I leaned towards the door trying to see what was going on. Zayn zipped past the door. Then Harry. Then Jade. Then Justin. Then Perrie. Then Eleanor. What are they running from?

More screaming. Not like "Sqeeee! We're running through a hospital when we're not supposed to!" but like actually terrified screaming. And I lay here completely useless.

"Louis!" a familliar voice shouted in realization. Eleanor came running over to the door and I opened my mouth to ask what was happening, but a figure in all black with a hood up approached holding a knife. I tried to jump up out of the bed, do something before she gets hurt. Harry ran over quickly and dragged her by the wrist away from the armed person. Black-hoodie-knife-dude turned around in the hallway and there was more screaming. Then he...she...it turned the other way. The way Harry and Eleanor had just gone. It took off full speed. And, still, I was completely helpless.

-? pov-

So...guess who it is! Wrong! I'm A!

These little "One Directioners" failed. They didn't even make a substantial attempt to figure out my riddle. Now they'll pay. And...just for good measure...maybe my kidnappies will pay too. See, what these directioners don't know yet is I don't mess around.  I'm out for blood. Literally blood? I haven't decided yet. It's my game,my rules.

Don't feel like listening to my riddles? You'll loose a player. Your best attempt is wrong? I don't care maybe someone else will die. Someone else? Yes, I've killed before. Just ask the friends of Alison DiLaurentis. Toby didn't kill her, I did.

I hit Louis with the car and I'm making a real mess at that hospital. Who will pay? I think maybe another one of their girlfriends, but I'm not picky.

Do you have any ideas for who I am? It's my game so I'll make sure you never find out.

-A

-Niall's pov-

After the lunatic with the knife showed up, Marie and I hid in a closet. Now that the screaming has stopped completely, we decide to go back in the hall.

The hallways are deserted but I keep my eye out for anything.

"Niall" Marie gasped grabbing my left arm. She pointed to a nurse laying in the middle of the hallway. Her uniform was covered in red. Marie looked at me with wide eyes and ran past the bloody nuse and into Louis' room. I followed after her. In the room Louis was clawing at the hanger for his cast.