Games (a 1D/THG fanfic)

{This is my first Wattpad story, so bare with me, I'm still learning! -Kayla}

Chapter 1:

"Harry Styles."

Harry's eyes widened. He couldn't think. Time slowed down, and everything around him seemed to disappear.

Harry was frozen for what felt like hours until he heard his name being yelled from across the square.

"HARRY! HARRY! NO!"

It was his sister, Gemma.

Gemma pushed her way out of the crowd of girls and started running towards her little brother until she was stopped by two large men.

"GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME," Gemma yelled as she struggled against the men's strong grip.

Harry didn't know what to do. He stared at his sister as she yelled and thrashed as she was being carried away by the men who grabbed her.

Harry looked around at the boys around him. He couldn't believe this was happening. Ever since Harry was a little boy, he's always had nightmares about what would happen if he was chosen. Out of a reflex, Harry started to tear up.

"Ahem."

Harry looked up. Through his teary eyes, he saw the bubbly, purple haired announcer, Tabitha.

"Harry, please come up on stage."

All the boys around him stepped aside and made a path for him to walk through. Harry looked down at his old, worn sneakers, then back up at Tabitha. He took a deep breath and started to walk slowly towards the stage.

The walk seemed like years to Harry. He reached the steps and walked up them. Tabitha daintily ran over to Harry with her 6 inch pink heels, and grabbed his hand. Harry was dragged by Tabitha to the center of the stage.

Chapter 2:

"Hello Harry!" Tabitha said brightly.

"Hi."

Harry had so many emotions running through his head. Anger, curiosity, fear.

From a distance, he saw his mother, Anne. For a second, Harry's eyes met hers. Anne looked away. She held her mouth and started to cry. He's never seen his mother cry until now. It broke his heart.

"Now for the girls!" Said Tabitha.

Tabitha let go of Harry's hand and walked over to a large glass bowl filled with folded slips of paper. Tabitha cleared her throat and put her hand into the bowl. She gave it a swirl and grabbed a piece of paper. Tabitha pulled her hand out the bowl and raised the paper. She smiled and started to unfold it.

"Kayla Hart."

All eyes turned to a girl in the middle of the crowd. She was medium height and had long, curly, light brown hair and hazel eyes.

Kayla's eyes were wide and her mouth was open. Harry looked at Kayla with sorrowful eyes. He knew they both could be dead at the end of all this.

He watched as Kayla made her way up on stage and stood on the other side of Tabitha. Tabitha grabbed Kayla's hand and made it back to the center of the stage where Harry was standing. Kayla looked at Harry. Her hazel eyes were glossy. Harry gave her a little smile. Kayla looked away.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the tributes of the 78th Hunger Games! Harry Styles and Kayla Hart!"

Tabitha stepped back and Harry turned to Kayla. He held out his hand.

"Good luck." Harry said.

Kayla grabbed his hand and shook it.

"Good luck."