Chapter 23 – Niall’s POV
Once Maria had collapsed to the floor, a victory tune came over the speakers and there was an aircraft and people from the capitol that came down and helped us into the aircraft and we flew away.
Harry was still sobbing into Louis’ arms and he kept muttering Olivia’s name under his breath. He must’ve really loved her… He refused to let go of Louis until Liam came over and took over just for a while.
Louis looked like hell. His hair was messy and his eyes were dark and crazed. And his skin was covered with at least three layers of dirt. He slumped into the chair next to me and he began to cry. He couldn’t handle losing so many loved ones…especially ones that sacrificed their lives so he could live…
Liam looked so…determined. He refused to look at any of us in the eyes and yet he refused to cry. He hugged Harry and he whispered comforting words into his ear. Liam had a few layers of dirt over his face and his eyes seemed hard and dark.
Zayn was struggling to cope with his grief and he cried openly through the trip. His hair was wild and untamed. This must’ve been the longest Zayn has gone without his hair products. He sighed deeply before bursting into tears again.
I didn’t want to see what I looked like…I must’ve looked worse than the other but I felt a strange sense of calm….I think the Capitol might have drugged me or something in order to be calm…and it was working.
“We’ll be landing in a few minutes. Fifie will go over the criteria since you lot are our winners!” Our pilot said cheerfully.
We nodded, barely understanding what that meant but we just decided to go with whatever they said. I couldn’t handle this right now!! I was barely coping. I needed help, serious help, when we get home.
“Welcome back home, Winners” Our pilot said as we touched down in the Capitol.
“No…we’re on our way home” I whispered out as we walked through the crowds of the Capitol’s people.
They were almost like our fans back in the real world. They were calling out for our names, our autographs and asking for photos. We sighed a few things before going into the car where there was a young teenage girl. She didn’t look like any of the other Capitol teenagers. Her eyes were a dark purple and her hair was light blonde with hints of purple at the top but her tips were a curled dark purple. It reminded me of Zayn’s girlfriend, Perrie, and her hair style in their music video “How you doing?”
“Hello, my name is Fifie. I’m here to help you” She said in a soft voice.
“How so? I’m willing to bet you can’t help any more than Angel, Maria, Lily, Karina, and Olivia can right now” Harry snarled out.
“I’m to prepare you for your final interview before you state your wish to the public” Fifie continued.
We remained silent but I bitterly laughed in my mind. Maria had told us that this might happen instead of having the interview before the games. We drove back to Capitol apartment areas where the beauty team, Skylarks, were waiting for us.
“Skylarks, please beautify them before sending them to me” Fifie instructed before she walked off, listening to her iPod.
We went with the Skylarks and they washed us down with rose scented soaps. It should’ve felt weird, having them with us but they seemed to not care at all so it didn’t bother me that much. They didn’t talk at all, but they did their job.
After they had washed us down, they dried us and begun the beauty session. They pampered us with massages and some food and drinks were sent to us. One of the Skylarks worked on our hair while the other one was applying light make up over the top of our skin.
