Hours → 5SOS

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ｔｈｒｅｅ; Ｒeality Ｃheck

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"Just stay close." Calum says as he turns the corner. The heavy breathing of all of us stop as we enter a room with no infected.
"Let's just secure this room, the zombies are down there anyways." Ashton sighs. We all look over at the edge as the stupid ass creatures wondered and scratched on the old, rusty walls, that I bet, held most of the buildings weight.
"Try the radio." Luke says as he grabs the pieces of raw wood.
"It's not gonna work." I groan and sit down on the ripped up couch left behind from this guys office.

"Hammers and nails." Luke called. Calum passed him the hammer and nails with his arm that wasn't broken.

"Ashton stop mate. There aren't anymore survivors, it's been three years." I yawned as I put my empty gun in my backpack. The world is over, we haven't found any survivors. Well, we did...
"I'm just gonna try!" Ashton angrily snapped. He's never been the same after his family died, he had a short temper and he didn't smile as much, he didn't even laugh.

Calum went up to ashton and put his hand on his shoulder.
"Ashton stop trying, no one is going to find us." Calum sighed.
"Headquarters of the protected quarantine do you copy?" A female voice boomed out. Calum almost jumped at the noise as we all smiled in joy. Hopefully she wasn't alone.

"Copy that! Hi my name is Ashton, I'm with three others, we are stuck at an old ware house full of zombies, we ran out of amo a couple hours ago." Ashton said back, we all went into a circle.

"Are you secure?" The girl asked.

"Yes! We need help, one of our people was hurt." Ashton said with a bit of a rush.
"If he is bitten, shoot him in the head." She informed strictly.
"I guess we should shoot Calum then." I quietly snickered.
"No he just broke his arm." Ashton said as him and Calum shot glares at me. I put my hands up in defence. At least Luke had a bit of sense of humour cause he quietly giggled.

"Okay Ashton, where are you? Do you know?" She asked. I looked at the papers on the abounded desk in front of us.
"Yeah, there's a sign that says LA east cost factory." He said as he looked down where I had found the papers
"Shit." We heard her muttered. I could feel the worried tension in the room.
"Okay Ashton stay on. Secure the arm. We will get a group there!" The girl we where soon to find her name (hopefully) said.

"Guys! I think we are gonna be safe!" Luke exclaimed. Oh how the idiot boy jinxed it.
"Luke behind you!" I yell. Luke held the zombie as it tried to bite him. The boys got up and grabbed there knifes. I quickly grabbed my Axe and swung it. Hitting it directly at his neck.

"Thanks mate." He smiled before going back to secure the doors and windows of the well sized room. I grabbed the motionless zombie and threw it off the railing where all the others where surrounding us. Including his head.

"Hello this is General Stevens do you copy" a mans gruff voice suddenly came on. Bringing our attention back to the radio. Ashton took hold of the mic and spoke.

"Copy that." Ashton said.

"I heard you guys are at a ware house on the east side?" He asked.
"Yes sir, we have no amo, we have one hurt and we are surrounded." I said into the mic. Making all the boys glare at me, I just shrugged with the mic in my hands instead of Ashton.

"Dad can I take this one please!" We heard the same girl in the backround ask.

"We will send some of our best to get you guys, stay-." He said before the radio went shit.
"Fuck no!" Ashton jumped up, followed by a punch on the wall, making the zombies at the bottom go even crazier.

"Ash, it's okay." Luke tried to calm him down making him sit. (lashton af.)

"Guys they will come for us, let's just chill. I found some cans earlier." I smiled as I took out two cans off peaches out of my backpack.
"We should be touring the world. We should be with our family's, Making music. Making our fans happy." Ashton muttered.
"What fans." Calum sadly said. My smile fell and I put the cans down. I looked out the broken window covered with rotten pieces of wood.
"It's 2016 guys, that's was three years ago." I breath as I looked at the zombies who roamed the streets.

"This isn't high school musical anymore dipshits, it's reality." I said as I fixed my bloody hair in the broken mirror pieces.

How did we end up here in the first place? Oh yeah the fucking zombie apocalypse happened.