The One Direction Infection (A One Direction and zombie fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 3

Courtney

I sit in the movie theatre, and look at the faces around me. I notice Zayn's eyes boring into mine. I feel myself flinch out of habit. I can't help it; I've seen that look from my dad too many times before he had belted me. I look at my lap and sit in silence. I see Niall move from his side of the room. He plops down next to me and says nothing. We just sit there, which is fine by me because I don't talk when I don't have to.

"Promise to always stay together, and work as a team. That includes you, Zayn!" Liam says.

Zayn throws a glance at him, clearly annoyed. Dru looks at him with a silly, sloppy look on her face. 'Dru likes Liam, Dru likes Liam!' I sing in my head. I scan the room for something interesting.

"I'm bored!" I hear myself say

"Me too!" whines Niall. I rise to my feet and hold out my hand to help up Niall. He grabs it and I nearly topple over, but I dig in my heels and pull him the rest of the way up.

"We're going to walk around and see what there is to do in this old dump!" says Niall, kicking an old chair, causing a layer of dust to be unsettled. Everybody coughs and yells threats at him. He just laughs, grabbing my hand, and together we run up the slope to the lobby. I can tell that the place used to be grand, but now the chandelier has fallen to the ground, broken into little bits.

"Watch the glass, Love." Niall says in a low voice, steering me away from the shards. We climb the creaky wooden stairs to the little room where the movies were played. There are boxes and boxes filled with old reels.

"I wonder it these things still work." I say softly. "Only one way to find out!" Says Niall with a wink. We search through the boxes and I find Dru's favorite movie, 'The Creature From Black Lagoon' I lift the reel over my head and wiggle it around with a triumphant smile. Niall grabs it and reads the title.

"Yes!" he cries, "I love this movie!" I smile at his enthusiasm and walk towards the projector. Crossing my fingers, I gently put the reel into place and start it up. After a few whirrs and sparks, the machine works. A dim glow fills the room below us.

"What the!" I hear Zayn scream. I lean out of the little window and holler

"Relax Pretty Boy! It's just a movie!" He glares at me, and he looks just like an angry little kid. I let out a little laugh, but at the same time, I feel kind of intimidated. You just don't want to be on a guy like that's bad side. He's not trustworthy, and he seems on the edge. At this point, I don't think it would faze him to kill one of his fellow band mates. Niall's voice breaks into my thoughts.

"Come on you! We don't want to miss the movie!" I raise my eyebrows and challenge him "Race ya!" We run to the door, and I make it to the stairs first. I hit the first step wrong though, and I tumble down the stairs, head over heels. I feel myself finally stop at the ground in the lobby. I hear Niall rush down the stairs after me, but all I'm worried about is the fact that I felt the cuts on my back re-open.

"Oh my gosh! Are you ok?" I hear Niall yell in a frantic voice. I guess the others heard the commotion and they all come rushing in.

"What the HECK happened?!?" I hear Dru demand in a loud voice.

"I don't know, she just fell!" I hear Niall say in an upset voice. I think that he might be crying, but I'm not sure.

"Her back!" I hear Harry shout out. 'Oh no! They've found out my secret' I think.

"She's bleeding!" I hear Louis exclaim. I feel my cardigan being tugged off, leaving me in my undershirt. I feel myself begin to fade; I must have hit my head. I slip off into a peaceful slumber and I hear everybody gasp at the sight of my old bruises and scrapes on my back and arms.