Important information: hello this is my first time writing this is based of the song anarchy by egg this is a one part story this is also a Tommyinnit x reader if you didn't see from the title this is just an idea I just suddenly got the song is at the top I recommend you listen to it I am also bad at grammar and spelling so if there are any mistakes I am sorry I was using autocorrect through all of this I typed it on an iPad but basically there is an apocalypse and world war three and you and Tommy were friends and you fell in love with him before that read on to find out more. I am not trying to sexualize Tommy in the slightest this story is just for a bit of fun
Hope you enjoyHey everyone I'm back from the dead. So I've decided to alter this book into being about Tommyinnit as I don't feel comfortable with who it used to be about as I do not support him in the slightest anymore and if you do then you can get off my page.
Key terms
Y/n - your name
E/c - your eye colourOne month in, the clock keeps ticking
It has been a month now since the news came about the apocalypse. But the time continues and the clock keeps on ticking as the time flies.
AloneBeing here alone has really got me thinking
What if Earth just got tired of spinningBeing alone I've been thinking about a lot of things like, what happened to everyone else. Where is he?
Are they all infected? It surely didn't get to him. He's too strong for it. He could beat the visus right?"What if the earth just got tired of spinning and it just stopped?" I asked myself quietly laying flat in a star shape on the ground of my small bunker looking up at the ceiling.
And this is only the beginning
But little did I know this was only the beginning
It was just a normal day but I needed new supplies with my bat with nails in it. I was prepared for anything, well that's what I thought.
I had left my shelter walking around the city. It was strangely silent. I turned a corner and I saw a figure who I guessed was a survivor. I approached them carefully what if they were one of the infected
I called out to them "Hello"
They turned around swiftly and my jaw dropped. It was him. He looked fine. He wasn't infected. I looked him up and down. It was really him.
"Y/n is that you" he asked astonishment clear in his voice
"T-Tommy" my voice was shaky and there was a small stutter. I lowered the bat realizing I still had it up ready to attack whatever came in my way but I didn't need to attack him. He was perfect in my eyes. I walked up to him slowly tears threatening to fall my mouth still slightly agape
Soon they'll tell us there's no hope
We'll have to find new ways to copeWhen I reached him I put my hand on his cheek and he leaned in to my touch. My hand was cold against his warm face. I pulled him into a hug, my head in his chest as my small figure was engulfed in his arms.
"It's really you y-your ok."
"I'm fine and so are you it seems"
We walked together through the streets and destroyed buildings. Killing any infected along the way with the bat. It is a silent weapon that has been very effective so far.
I got lots of supplies while out and also I was overjoyed. Once we got back to my small bunker that was now occupied by two I emptied out my small bag of contents that held not very much occupying its space but it was enough for a while. Food, water and small gidgets I could use to make things.

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