Zayn stood back and listened as Louis yelled and screamed at Harry, not sure he should believe his ears. He just accused Harry of scheming to get Izzy away from him and Liam of helping. So what, they were just going to snatch her up without a choice? He had to admit, it was one fucked up plan and at the same time, he wondered if they had some contingency plan to do the same with Kelsea.

As he stood there, deep in his own thoughts, Louis pushed Harry backwards making him lose his balance and fall, "Because of you and your petty little games, I accidentally hit her, raging at Niall. Right now, she's lying on the plane, unconscious and while it was my hand that put her in that state, fucker, it's all your fault. Niall tried to save her, from you sick fucks," His fist smashed into Harry with a sickening crunch. Zayn stood by watching, shaking his head. Maybe this was the wake-up call Harry needed.

Liam immediately stiffened. Izzy was hurt again? This had to stop and he would have to be the one to make it stop. He ran to the plane as Louis' fist connected with Harry's jaw. He didn't even turn back to see how many times Harry was going to get hit; he had to get to Izzy. It was finally his chance to make her see that he was the one for her.

Ellen finally got Izzy to wake up. The whole right side of her face was swollen and covered in a bruise shades of purple Ellen had never seen on human flesh before. "Quite the shiner, you have there, Iz. Let me get you something to help with the pain. Want a coffee, too?"

Izzy shook her head, trying to remember what happened, she looked Ellen and Niall up and down and squinted, "Who are you and where am I?"

"You're such a joker, Izzy," Ellen said, a bit nervously glancing at Niall.


"What time is it?"

"Half past 8pm, why?" Niall asked.

"You mean I missed work? How will Kelsea and I pay rent?" Izzy asked as she began to rock nervously, hugging her knees.


"Holy, crap. You have amnesia don't you?" Izzy looked at the blonde woman curiously. Why would she have amnesia? Where was Kelsea? "Well okay, hi, I'm Ellen DeGeneres and this is Niall Horan and you're on Lust Island."


Izzy jumped up and hugged the woman, kissing her cheek, "Ellen! Holy crap, I love you so much." Ellen patted her on the back a little. How was she going to explain this to the guys and Kelsea? More importantly, what would she say to Simon?


~*~*~*~*~*~


Zayn ran back to where he had left Kelsea as soon as he heard that Izzy was hurt again. Grasping her hand he gave it a sharp tug, “C’mon, we have to get to Izzy,”


“Why? What’s wrong?” Kelsea asked, allowing herself to be pulled along behind him.


“Lou accidentally hit Izzy,”


“WHAT?! HOW THE HELL DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY HIT SOMEONE?!”


“He was aiming for Niall,”


The pair rushed to the plane and arrived at the same time as Liam. The trio rushed up the stairs and burst inside. Kelsea’s heart was pounding so furiously she thought it would beat right out of her chest. “Izzy?!” she cried when she saw her best friend lying on the bed. She was sitting up but had a huge bruise on the side of her face.


“Kelsea!” Izzy wrapped her arms around her and gave her a big hug. Kelsea pulled back and moved Izzy’s hair so she could see the bruise better.


“Erm, Kelsea?” Niall started from behind her.


“What?” she snapped, furious with him. Kelsea was furious with all of them. The boys, Ellen, Simon, this Island, the entire game! She wanted to go home. She wanted it to all be just a bad dream.


“Kelsea,” Izzy said grasping her hand. “Where are we and who are all these people?” Kelsea’s mouth dropped open in shock, as she turned to Niall and Ellen for an explanation. Louis, and a somewhat bruised Harry made their way into the small room just then. Tears brimmed in Kelsea’s eyes as she waited for someone to say something. Anything.


It was Ellen who finally cleared her throat and said, “It would seem that she is suffering from amnesia,”

Kelsea clenched her teeth together as she contemplated her next move. Fuck it. “Give me your phone,” she demanded looking from Ellen to each of the boys. Ellen could tell she was in no mood to be tangled with. “Simon, Izzy and I quit. We want off this island today! I don’t care, you do what you have to do, but we are done!” she shouted, snapping the phone shut. “As for the 5 of you, get out of this room. Izzy doesn’t want you here, and quite frankly, neither do I,”


“Kelsea, don’t say that, what about us?!” Zayn snapped.


“At first, I thought you 2 were different, but Niall you’re just like them. Why else would you make her consequence involve you! You’re all friends and band mates. You’re all cut from the same cloth. I know I’ll just end up getting hurt eventually, so it‘s best if we just finish it now! Get out!” she screamed as tears finally slid down her cheeks. The boys backed out of the room slowly, followed by Ellen. Kelsea slammed the door in their faces, securely locking it. Until they were home, she and Izzy were not coming out.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Izzy looked at Kelsea like she had grown a second head, "Done with what?"

"These assholes, this island, Simon's mind games," Kelsea told her forgetting she couldn't remember.


"Bitch, you're going to have to catch me up, I'm kind of drawing a blank here."

"Even with amnesia, you're still the same old Izzy." Kelsea sighed. She explained everything she knew meticulously and answered Izzy's questions to the best of her ability. Izzy cast her eyes down, fingering the threads on the blanket.


"So, if what you're saying is true, we can't leave or that Simon guy will take our babies away. We can't leave Kelsea, if we're going to be mothers we can't let that ass face take away our babies. We have to stay and kick these guy's asses."

"It's too late, I already told him we quit. Can we even 'un-quit'? Let's go find Ellen and ask her what she thinks." Kelsea took Izzy by the hand and led her out of the small room seeking the blonde host. They found her on the couch with Louis and Zayn, playing FIFA. She smiled when she saw them come out.


"Feeling any better?" the hostess asked.

"Listen, we have talked and done some serious thinking, is there anyway we can not quit?" Izzy asked.

"You never really quit in the first place, really. Simon said he refused to listen to you in your hormonal state."

Izzy sighed with relief and hugged Kelsea. Kelsea on the other hand was not happy with being referred to as 'hormonal’ by the ‘Bastard of Botox’ himself, "Who does he think he is? What an asshole!"


Zayn stood slowly and approached Kelsea. He wasn't sure what she would do but he had to try. He couldn't let them end like this, over something that wasn't even his fault. "Baby?"


Kelsea pulled away, "Don't baby me. You're one of them. I won't fall for your tricks anymore. Lesson learned, buddy." She stormed back into the bedroom, closing the door and locking it. Izzy stood there more confused than ever. She was sure Kelsea's man would have been the blonde one.


Ellen stood and wiped her hands on her slacks and took Izzy into the kitchen, "Eat, drink anything but my wine and rest, you've had a long night. I'll see to Kelsea, ok?" Izzy nodded as Ellen walked to the room and unlocked the door with a key, letting herself in. She hoped Ellen could help Kelsea through this. After all, she was Ellen and she always had all the answers.


~*~*~*~*~*~

Izzy took a bottle of water from the fridge and a banana off the table. She walked past Zayn and Louis, giving them a half smile before stepping out into the night air. She sat at the dying fire, throwing a few sticks on to build it back up. So much had happened in what seemed such a short time. She was lost in thought when she head footsteps behind her. "Well, well, we meet again," said a man in a filthy white suit.

"Ryan Seacrest, what are you doing here?" Izzy asked, her head still in a fog.

"Just here for a little payback Izzy."

As he leaned down to make a grab for her, a very large Gorilla came out of the jungle with ‘Jacques’ leading the way. Izzy took advantage of the distraction and ran back onto the plane. As she made it to the top of the stairs, she ran right into Louis arms. He and Zayn heard a commotion and paused their game to go have a look. “Izzy, what’s a matter?” he asked, grasping her shoulders.


“R-Ryan Seacrest is out there in a dirty white suit. He said he was here for a little payback and tried to grab me. Then a monkey and a big gorilla came out of the jungle!” Izzy babbled. Louis glanced at Zayn, his face full of concern. Maybe he had hit Izzy harder than he thought.


Cupping the side of her face he said, “Izzy, Ryan’s gone and the only monkey is ‘Jacques’, your little buddy remember?” Just then, they heard a blood curdling scream from outside. “Izzy, stay put. Don’t go anywhere!” Louis demanded, looking deep into her eyes as he and Zayn disappeared outside.


~*~*~*~*~*~


“Kelsea?” Ellen said cautiously as she slipped inside the bedroom. Kelsea was laying on the bed gazing at the ceiling. Tears trickled down her cheeks.


“What do you want Ellen? I don’t really feel like talking,”


“What can I do?”


“You can get Izzy and me the hell out of here. Izzy and I were told that this was a reality show, and that we would have to compete in challenges, the winners at the end would win money for chosen charities. Did you know that we weren’t even told that one of the challenges for the guys, was to see which one of them could get into our pants first, to get us pregnant! I want to believe that I mean more to Zayn than just this game b-but…” Kelsea’s voice wavered and she took a deep breath before continuing. “And now Simon’s threatening to take our babies, and I-I just can’t pretend anymore. Izzy and I need your help Ellen. Please.”


“He is a royal pain in the ass isn’t he. I can’t believe he didn’t get your consents about the pregnancies before he shipped you here!” she exclaimed angrily. “Okay Kelsea, I’ll help you and Izzy. Is there anything you need from the cave?”


“No, we’ll leave it all. Please just take us home,”


Kelsea felt a little tinge of guilt and regret for leaving the guys behind, especially Zayn. None of this was really his fault, but how could she ever be sure now, that he had real feelings for her. No, she was convinced this was for the best. If there was no more show, then there would be no reason for him to keep up the charade with her. He would be off the hook and she and Izzy could just get back to their own lives.


~*~*~*~*~*~


Louis and Zayn stormed off the plane, with Harry, Liam and Niall not to far behind. Only to find Ryan thrown over the shoulder of a huge ape. “What are you doing here?!” Louis shouted.


“I’ll tell you if you get them to let me go!” Ryan answered.


“Tell us first and we’ll think about it!” Zayn said, his hands balled in tight fists, remembering the bruised backside Kelsea suffered at Ryan’s hands.


“Simon tried to ship me off to Antarctica to do some countdown show. Do you know what kind of music is on the countdown in Antarctica?” Ryan shouted while still hanging upside down. The boys all looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. “Fucking whale music!” Then Ryan started crying, “He was supposed to send me somewhere tropical so that I could soak up the rays and sip Mai Tai’s! I bribed a pilot who was dropping off supplies to bring me back so that I could get revenge on those two little bitches! This is all their fault!”


“Where’s the plane now?” Niall asked.


Ryan nodded up the beach, “The pilot’s waiting for me so that I could make my escape! Now tell this smelly ape to let me go!”


The guys all looked at each other and smirked, “None of us know how to communicate with them, good luck!” Niall chuckled, as he and the others turned to head back towards the plane.


Ryan was screaming bloody murder as the huge beast carried him off into the jungle. Harry laughed inwardly, suddenly glad now, that he only had to deal with the little guy. Who knew there were bigger monkeys out in the jungle? Kind of ironic that while they were fighting amongst themselves a bigger evil was out there and almost got the girl. She was saved by that damn little monkey.

The papa monkey tossed Ryan down on a bed of banana leaves and whistled. Suddenly, at least a hundred different primates of all sizes filled the area. Ryan tried to back away but was immediately surrounded. ‘Jacques’ tugged on the big gorilla that had carried Ryan there and began making all sorts of noise. It was almost like he was tattling on Ryan.

"Listen here, let's negotiate. You let me go and I won't come back to your island." The gorilla grunted as if to say, "Fuck off" and that made Ryan even more nervous. He had no idea what they would do and the more the small monkey chattered, it seemed the angrier the big monkey became with Ryan. He had no idea the little monkey called Izzy his friend. "Hey little fella," he said reaching out for ‘Jacques’, who bit his finger, "tell your daddy to let me go you little fucker."


Two larger, solid brown gorillas stepped forward and lifted Ryan, ripping away his suit. Once they had Ryan nude, they looked at him and howled with what Ryan could have sworn was laughter. One of them grabbed him by his flaccid penis and really howled laughing. "Hey, quit that. Get your hands off me you damn, dirty ape!" Ryan screeched, swatting the big apes hand away. The huge ape backhanded Ryan then, flipping him over onto his belly. A different monkey leaned down and sniffed at Ryan's behind and made an excited noise. Suddenly there were huge monkey hands spanking Ryan's bum. Ryan cried out in pain as the monkey clan circled him. He was about to become a sex slave to gorillas.


~*~*~*~*~*~


As the guys made it back to the plane they noticed the stairs were gone and the door was closed. “What the hell happened to the steps?” Liam shouted as all 5 of them ran towards Ellen’s plane. Just then the engine came to life and the boys watched helplessly as it drifted out onto the ocean. It picked up speed and eventually it was airborne.


Gone were, Ellen, Kelsea and Izzy. No more show and no more babies. The boys were furious. A cell phone rang from the sandy beach. Harry followed the sound and picked it up, it was Ellen’s. “Simon! Ellen took the girls!” Harry was silent for a minute before hanging up. “Simon reminded us of Ryan’s plane, it’s just around the corner. There’s a GPS tracker on Ellen’s plane. He said he’d radio us the co-ordinates. He also said when we find them, we’re to bring them back to London because he’s locking them up until the babies are born,” Harry shouted, as the guys all took off running.


They all felt terrible. They understood why the girls ran, and they knew they were right. They had all acted like dicks. They needed to find the girls before Simon did. The last thing any of them wanted was for Simon to lock them away for 8 months. Simon, the show, and the game had gone completely too far. They just didn’t know what they were going to do about it.

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