Can One Direction Survive A Horror Movie?

Chapter One - Simon's (Twisted) Idea

"Why do you guys think Simon wanted us all to come in? I mean, he never does that." Liam questioned as the boys waited anxiously outside of Simon's office.

"Who knows." Niall replied, shoving another mouth full of chicken into his mouth.

"Maybe one of us is getting kicked out!" Liam suggested. The boys exchanged looks with one another. Could someone really be kicked out?

"I hope the replacement will be Susan Boyle." The boys glared at Harry, you gave a cheeky smile to them in return. Suddenly, Simon's door swung open. Liam, Zayn, Louis, and Harry stared up at him worried. Niall, on the other hand, had too much food in front of him to see.

"Niall! How many times have I said this! No food in the studio!"

"I CAN'T HELP IT! IT CALLS TO ME, SIMON! IT CALLS!"

"Shut up, Niall!" Louis yelled, shooting him with a plastic gun.

Simon groaned, rolling his eyes. He turned back to all the boys as Niall tried to organize his food mountain.

"Okay, so you're all probably wondering why I asked you all to come here. Well, the media say's you guys are too..safe. You know? There's no...danger! Not enough trouble for them to keep us on the front pages. I know that Louis is nothing BUT dangerous, and Harry's got his nude obsession and his taste in grandma's, but that's not enough!"

"If you want dangerous, video-tape Niall on Thanksgiving day. That's some scary stuff." Zayn butted in, earning a glare from Niall.

"What? It's true! You turn into a human vacuum!" Zayn protested.

"Oh yeah? At least my hair isn't steep enough to be a ski-jump! I mean it just goes WOOSH!" Niall teased, flying his hand in the air in a failed attempt of portraying a ski-jump.

"Break it up you two! Now, as I was saying. Paul and I have come to an agreement and suggested that you boys go onto this show called Can You Survive A Horror Movie? And we both thought it would make good publicity for you boys, and roughen up the 'adorable boy band' act."

Liam stood up,"So you're saying that we have to go onto this reality show were people pretend torture us?"

Simon laughed,"Well, actually, they arn't going to be pretending. That's one thing Paul and I didn't get on the same page with. The crew of this show is actually going to 'try' and kill you boys, but instead of letting you in on what's going to happen. It's all going to be a bit of a...surprise attack, if you will" Simon smiled at the thought.

"Are you mad?,"Harry yelled towards Simon, who was just smiling creepily," If we don't know what they're going to do, what if we get hurt?! I mean...that's crazy!"

"I agree with Harry! I mean, what if-"

"Oh, will you stop with the 'what if's! Nothing bad is going to happen! Maybe a few accidental cuts and bruises but nothing serious. I promise." Simon encouraged.

"Are you sure? I mean, has it  ever been tested before? For safety?" Niall asked, his eye brows raised high at the subject of being sent into a potential murder scene.

"Of course it has!" Simon replied, but a hint of untruthfulness was in his voice.

"Did they turn out okay?" Louis asked.

"Oh god no, they're all in the hospital. Terrible looking things, more like shredded meat than humans if you asked me. But that happens all the time." Simon said quickly. The boys all stared with their mouths hung open, unable to think of how to respond or react to Simon, who stood there smiling.

"Anyways, nice talking to you boys! Pack your things, lads! We leave tomorrow morning! Now shoo, I have a few things to take care of first, like...death records." He joked.

"SIMON!" The boys screamed.

"Just Kidding!...Well, maybe, we'll see in a few weeks. Tootles!" Simon grinned, quickly skipping back into his office. Security escorted the boys out, the entire situation still sinking into their minds. Seriously? This is insane!

"Do you lads seriously think he's going to make us go through with this?" Louis questioned.

"I hope not...Oh shit, where's my food! It's in the studio! SHIT!" Nial tried making a run for the studio, but was stopped by Liam.

"We have no time for that, Niall, sorry. But I think we have more important things in out hands right now." He reasoned.

"More important than Nando's?" Niall asked, looking up ay Liam like a lost puppy.

"Much more important than Nando's, Niall, much more."

-Next Morning-

"Good morning, lads! Rise and shine!"

Simon burst through the door, already in a suit and ready for the trip. First up and ready was Liam, as if it was a surprise. He was already dressed and packed, but his expression failed for excitement. I mean, would you be excited?

"Liam! Good morning, lad." Simon greeted happily, which was very rare in occasions. Liam raised an eye brow.

"How can you be so calm about this situation?! Do you have a clue what you're about to put us through?" Liam questioned, still not believing how Simon could be okay with this.

"Of course! Now, hurry off to the jet and take a seat inside." Liam shook his head, annoyed, and walked out of the house and into the jet that awaited them outside. Next up was Louis, who was the least worried about the situation, by still expressed a sense of nervousness, even if he did his best to cover it up.

"Ah, Louis. Finally, someone who supports my idea! You do support it, right?"

"Oh bloody hell no! But I think it'll be fun, so why not. Louis said proudly, before pushing past Simon and climbing into the jet with Liam, settling in his bags and suitcases. Next was Harry. before Simon could greet him, Harry stomped past him, shooting him a glare before getting into the plane. Niall came right after, but instead of clothes in this bags, he had about a trillion take-out bags from different fast food restaurants. Simon gave him a confused look, while Niall grinned from ear to ear.

"What? If I'm gonna die, I don't wanna die with an empty stomach." Simon thought for a moment before nodding in agreement. As Niall lugged his things to the jet, Zayn still hadn't come down.

"Zayn! Are you ready to leave?!" He got nothing back. Finally, Zayn walked slowly down the stairs, letting his luggage drop from each step behind him.

"Why is it so damn early?" Zayn mumbled sleepily, yawning at the time, since he was the one who slept the most.

"It's 2 in the afternoon, Zayn." Simon said, crossing his arms in front of him.

"Oh, who asked you!"

"You did, Zayn."

"Shut up!" Zayn yelled, now walking stubbornly over to the jet to join the rest of the boys, who helped him settle his luggage.

"Lovely." Simon smiled happily, before jogging over to the jet, taking off to the skies as he shut the door.

One Direction, can you survive a horror movie?