ZIAM ONE-SHOTS (BOTTOM LIAM)

Blood Trials

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THIS STORY WAS SO AWESOME AND IT WAS REALLY WELL WRITTEN. I LOVE THIS FIC SO SOOOOOO SOOOOOO DAMN MUCH.

Author: TheFAYZ

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/1878201/chapters/4045719

Summary:

Surviving in the zombie apocalypse is hard, Liams been doing it alone since he was 16. Avoiding people and staying on his toes has been what's kept him alive for the past 3 years, but 19 year old Liam makes the mistake of attacking 21 year old Zayn Malik and soon finds himself in the middle of a war he doesn't want to be involved in. But with the threat of attack looming and the bloodlust of both sides leaders growing, its up to Liam to stop the fighting before it even begins.

"Haven't tasted that in forever."

"What, this?" he held up the Hershey's bar and the cute one laughed.

"Jesus. Chocolate, real chocolate..." He reached for it but the other one held it back and put it in his backpack.

"Not yet mate, got to save it for now."

"Aww c'mon man just one bite..."

"Not...yet." He said with a laugh.

"Let's just save it for now until we see how much food we can get today, then I promise if we get a lot of food you can have some." The long haired one, Louis, let out a loud sigh.

"Fine, but I'm gonna hold you to that Malik."

"God dammit just say his first name..." I grumbled to myself, taking a small bite out of the dried fruit I had found. I watched as the two of them entered the pharmacy and I growled, I could no longer see them from the bush I had been hiding in. I shifted a bit, gripping my sheathed katana in my left hand and my combat knife in my right.

Now the real question, should I go in?

I could probably take them, easily in fact. They had no idea I was here, I knew how to keep my distance, keep to the shadows, and you learn a thing or two being pretty much alone for 3 years in the apocalypse. You learned how to hide from the flesh eaters and you learned to hide from other humans who wanted nothing more than to kill you and steal your things. I had the element of surprise...but they had a shotgun, an SMG, and both had pistols on their hips. Armed to the teeth, I could respect that. I used to have a gun, a glock, but that was lost after I ran out of bullets and I managed to ruin it by beating a flesh eater to death with it and fucking up the chamber. But that's when I realized all I needed was a katana that I found in a pawn shop, a combat knife I picked off an undead soldier, and a backpack I got out of a convenience store.

I didn't care about getting their guns, I mostly just wanted all the food they had...and that car, at least for a while...cars were too loud and conspicuous nowadays, walking had honestly been what's helped keep me alive all these years...but having a car for just a while would be very nice, it would definitely help with giving my tired legs a break.

"Guess I just decided." I mumbled to myself. I dashed across the street, carefully checking left and right as I did, I could only see one flesh eater far away, not a threat right now. I got to the door and quickly ran in, hiding behind the front counter. I couldn't see Louis but I did see the other one, he hadn't noticed me and was staring at the back of some kind of small pill container, reading whatever it said on it. I ran a hand over my buzz cut hair and took a deep, silent breath. I peaked my head over the counter, he was still reading whatever the pill bottle said, the other one, Louis, was still not in sight.