HG & 1D (Ziam/Niam & Larry)

Last Day Of Training

Harry

"Are you sure you want to..." Harry trailed off. 

"Harry. Look. We have no choice. Lets just get this over with." Tamin said leaning towards the curly haired boy who sat on the other side of the bed.

The closer their bodies got, the more Harry's tensed up. Harry felt her breath on his lips and suddenly he leaned back slightly. "Why can't they just lie!?" he said and Tamin sighed.

 "What?" she asked rolling her eyes.

"We are doing this so Brutus and Enorbaria can get sponsors by telling them we.. Do this." Tamin nodded her head, "So why can't they lie and just say that we do this. Instead of forcing us to actually do it." Harry finished and Tamin scuffed. 

"Who the hell cares!? I want to win. And doing this will help us with that." she snapped. She waited for him to respond, but there was silence.

"Do you think your gonna win this thing?" she asked him and after a moment he replied, "I don't... I hope so." and once again she scuffed. "Wrong answer." she said and he sat confused.

"You are a district two tribute!" she exclaimed, "Your supposed to be an overly confident killing machine! And my whole life, everyone I talked to from home thought that that's what you were. And honestly, I agreed." she waited, "But now I see that you are just a gutless little pussy."

Suddenly Harry felt a fire building inside him, "Listen you little-" he paused, trying to bite his tongue.

"Lets get this over with." he spat.

And without another word or thought, Harry found himself hovering over Tamin's body, their lips fighting for dominance.

~

Harry heard a thump as the knife, that had just left his hand, hit the center of the target a few meters in front of him. He smiled in triumph. He hadn't missed one of his throws all day. Every time he threw a spear or a knife, or anything for that matter, he had hit the target.

"Nice." he heard a familiar voice say from behind. He turned around to find Louis standing behind him, arms crossed. He forced himself not to smile too big. "Uh-" he cleared his throat, "thanks." he said. 

"So what does that make it?" Louis pretended to count on his fingers, "Not one miss, all day so far." he stated.

"So your watching me?" Harry asked, half jokingly. "Well, I would like to see your skill. You know we are in an alliance together." Louis responded, smiling. Once again Harry cleared his throat, "You know I am from district two.. If anyone here needs to be monitoring their alliance members, I think it should be me." Harry paused, "You know, cause I'm guaranteed to have skill in this game."

Louis chuckled at this, "Someone's a little cocky don't you think?" he said smirking. Harry shrugged, "It's my job." he smirked back. 

Suddenly, their eyes locked and neither of them had any more words to say. In fact, they actually had lots of them, but at this moment, all were unspeakable.

"Your job," Harry heard a familiar voice shake him back to reality, "Is to continue practicing and enhancing your skills." It only took a second for Tamin to be standing next to him, nearly trying to throw her body at him. Anyone could tell she 'had feelings for him' the way she was standing next to him, with her hand lightly on his shoulder, trying her best to support a provocative stance, and succeeding.

Louis cleared his throat, straightening his back. 

"Right." Harry said shaking her hand off of his shoulder and moving to the section of the room that resembled an obstacle course.

Liam watched as Harry made his way towards him. "Hey." he said to the slightly younger lad, who seemed to look quite distressed. And Harry replied with an overly quiet, "Hey." 

"Something wrong?" Liam asked. "Nah-" Harry shook his head, "I'm fine." 

"You sure?" he asked. Harry was confused. Never had anyone, ever noticed when Harry was upset, and if they did, they never said anything. Now Liam, one of his competitors in this game, of all people, was concerned. They were currently in an alliance, but still, eventually one of them would have to kill the other or let them die. So why was Liam treating him as if he was a friend. They couldn't be friends, could they?

"Harry?" Liam called him back to reality, and Harry shook his thoughts out of his head, "Yeah, sorry. I'm good." 

Liam gave him a friendly smile. "Getting nervous?" he asked, "Uh.. Yeah." Harry replied, silently thanking him for providing an excuse.

"Look, Zayn and Niall are coming over here." Liam said nodding to the area past Harry's shoulder. Harry turned around to see the two boys coming their way. He put on his best small smile, greeting the boys.

"How are you guys?" Liam asked. "Waiting for these days in here to be over." Zayn replied. 

Harry chuckled, "Me. Too." 

"In a couple of hours. No more of this place." Zayn said to Harry smirking. And Harry nodded with a smirk in return. 

"We have already been in training for three days?" Niall asked, thrown back. "Yeah. Went by kinda fast, huh?" Liam asked, "Yeah." the blonde boy replied.

They stood in silence for a moment, watching as tributes from other districts took their turn on the 'obstacle course'. 

"Have you lads thought about what you were going to do for the private sessions yet?" Niall asked. "Probably just do a little bit of everything. But focus more on my strengths." Zayn stated. "Yeah same." Harry and Liam said, almost in sync. And Niall nodded.

Liam looked at Niall as his eyes trailed back to the 'obstacle course'. In person he could see his blue eyes even more. They were amazing. Everything about Naill seemed too perfect to be true. Like he was just a figment of Liam's imagination. Like he could just fade away any second. But Liam hoped that wouldn't happen.

Suddenly he felt a pressure on his arm, he turned to find Harry nudging him. Harry's mouth was moving, but no words were coming from them. Until suddenly all sound was back in his ears.

"Liam! Its your turn!" Harry said. "Oh, sorry." Liam said looking around to find the other lads looking at him, with questioning faces.