Author's Note: I've always wanted to publish a 1D fic and I always end up having a draft ready, probably because I lack a fictional universe to base my fic upon. So, since I can't update my HOA fics because my laptop is still being fixed and because there is a lack of THG and 1D crossovers I am writing this crossover fanfiction. BTW, the only thing I own is the plot. Happy Hunger Games! :) –Audree

Reaping Day

Liam's POV:
I am Liam Payne, I'm 16 years old and District 4 is my home. I am skilled in swimming and using tridents. People in my district say I can be the next Finnick Odair but that isn't possible. Finnick's better than me in every way.

Today, everyone is gathered for the reaping. Bodies press against each other as every nervous adolescent head for the registration area. I am flanked my two older sisters as we head to have me registered, since I am the only one left eligible to be reaped. After I register they both kiss me good luck before they join our parents in the back portion of the town square and I am escorted to the 16 year old section.

I hear the anthem of Panem and the ceremony starts off with Oakley Carrel, the escort of our district, greeting us and presenting the video that they show every year. I tried to watch but it bored me to death as it does every year. It never changes anyway. They show the same footage. EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR.

"May the odds be ever in your favor!", Oakley finally shouts out before he goes to pick the female tribute from one of the massive glass bowls, his spiked, orange hair shining in the sunlight. My heart starts to pound like crazy like it does every year. Hopefully, I do not get picked. I never was a fan of these killing sprees anyway even if we're one of the career districts.

Oakley doesn't hesitate on grabbing the first piece of paper that reaches his hands. He walks back to the microphone and reads out the name written on the paper. "And our tribute girl is.. Livvy Reef!", exclaims the escort.

Everyone turns to face the 15 year old section with shocked faces as Livvy walked towards the stage with her usual calm demeanor, her light brown curls the same color as mine bouncing with every move, the fear apparent in her green eyes. No one suspected that she was going to be the tribute. Nice, popular and smart, everyone likes her but no one volunteers for her.

"And now for the tribute boy.", Oakley sauntered over to the other glass bowl and took some extra time picking the male tribute. My palms are starting to sweat so I swiped them on my gray slacks. This is really making me nervous. What if I get picked? Everyone knows I'm as scary as a puppy even if I'm very tall and athletic.

"Our tribute boy is.. Liaaaaaam Payne!" is all I hear before I hear gasps and even a few cheers. All eyes are on me and my friends beside me pat my back encouragingly. I catch a glimpse of my family at the back, the horror on my mother and my sisters' faces. The thumbs up that my dad is giving me. Without hesitation, I try not to show my emotions as I walk towards my certain death.

Harry's POV:

I'm Harry Styles, I'm 16 years old, I was just a regular student and power plant employee before I was reaped to be the tribute of District 5 in the 72nd Hunger Games. Now, as I am saying goodbye, probably my final goodbye to my sister, Gemma and my mom, I see their tears streaming down their faces and I can't stop the single tear that escapes my eye.

"My baby!", my mom wails as she hugs me with such force that I'm afraid we'll fall over. I calmly reassure her by murmuring, "Shh, Mom, Gemma's still here. She'll take care of you." When she finally lets go, there's only a few minutes left for me to say goodbye to my sister.

"Gemma, you have to take care of Mom.", I say as my sister sob into my curls. "You have to promise me." I say more forceful this time. She's all my mom has left, she can't lose her too. She's already going to lose me to the Capitol's stupid Games.

"I promise." She says incoherently as the Peacekeepers tell us it's time for them to go. Gemma and Mom gives me one final kiss and hug before the Peacekeepers drag them away and after a few minutes, I too am whisked away, but not to the safety of my district but to the unknown future awaiting me in the Capitol.

R&R! Any feedback is welcome. :)

Sorry, Harry's part was a little short.

Next chapter will be Louis and Nialler and it'll be longer than this.