Oblivion {n.h.}

Chapter 12.

The smile on Niall's face is indescribable, and he guides everyone up the hill, obviously excited to introduce us to their group.

Far up the hill, the door of the mansion opens, and a boy walks out slowly at first, then breaks into a run down towards us.

By instinct, a burst of panic first drifted through my veins before Niall laughs and Perrie yells the boy's name in excitement. "ZAYN!" She breaks into a sprint also, crashing into the other boy.

Sobs escape out her mouth and he spins her around in circles, kissing her over and over again. "I think you could guess who that is." Jade tells the Brighton group in particular.

Jesy, Jade, and Carly did mention that Perrie had a fiancé who was in Luke's group; that must be the guy.

He had a quiff high above his head and tattoos over his arms. I got a bad boy vibe from him, but by the way he is genuinely smiling and twirling Perrie around, I can tell this guy has one huge heart.

I nudged Jackson, smiling at him to make sure he was alright; when he returned his smile back, I moved up to Niall at the front of the group.

"You're going to like this place." He tells me, leaning in towards my ear, sending shivers up and down my spine, similarly to the way he did back when I first met him; although at that time my gut was filled with more fear rather than butterflies.

He moves around me to open the door and hold it for the rest of everyone to walk through. We are immediately greeted by an older guy, probably a little younger than josh. His eyes resembled Niall's, blue like the summer ocean waves.

"Welco-" the man tries to say before his jaw drops towards Perrie, Jade, and Jesy.

He sprints forward and pulls the three girls into a tight hug. His accent was Irish, this was definitely Niall's older brother, the only other owner of this house.

"Where Luke?" He asks, pulling away from the three girls for a few seconds. Our smiles and laughs fade into a far away place as his question was asked. Niall sends him a nod as if saying "we'll talk about it later."

He nods his head, allowing Liam to speak up. "Shall we show them around?"

"Ah! Yes! Come on. Greg Horan at your service." The man, greg, gives a gesture of his hand, showing us to follow him around this corner. His voice and the way he speaks represents Joshua and every thing he tries to be.

After mentioning this place was a mansion, I meant it was fucking huge. Niall makes his way back up to me and we follow behind Greg.

"Of course since we don't have electricity, there are lanterns set around in every room for when we need light."

"How does the radio-talkie outside work then?" Steven asks, tilting his jaw up to the older guy.

"It's a talkie, doesn't need electricity, just batteries." Greg smirks back to Steven, and I could tell the two would feud later on.

Around the corner opens up into a large living space, nicely decorated and cozy. Two girls sit around the square table in front of the nonfunctional television, they seem to be playing a board game.

"Girls." Louis speaks up from somewhere behind me in the crowd. "These are my sisters," he gestures toward the group before turning his attention to the younger girls. "Would you care to introduce yourselves?" He says as he makes his way towards the front of our group.

They both stand, one taller than the other, obviously older. "I'm Charlotte, everyone calls me Lottie." She had long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, you would've thought they were crystals. She looked about eighteen, almost as tall as Louis.

Louis smiles as we all introduce ourselves to her, one by one saying our names.

"And I'm Félicité, everyone calls me Fizzy." Her voice was tiny and adorable, she must have been around fifteen or so. We all greet her again as we did with Lottie, before we return back to our tour.

The living space reaches open to a large kitchen, where a blue and purple haired woman sits at the counter chopping vegetables.

As she heard us coming, she quickly sets down her knife and wipes her hands on a towel that had been sitting on the counter. She immediately comes over to Harry and hugs him, obviously thankful he made it back here alive.

"My names Gemma, it's so nice to see all of you." She announces, hugging some of the men and introducing herself to the ones who have not been fortunate enough to meet her.

"If you need anything I basically cook and shoot zombies." Again with the ages, she looked about twenty five and was Harry's older sister.

I had a good feeling about Gemma, I had a good feeling about this place. It was secure, and was protected by experienced and able members.

"Lunch should actually be ready soon, tell me if you need anything!" She waves as we walk down the hallway to where I'm guessing are the bedrooms.

Greg knocks on the first door we come upon, there seeming to be someone inside. The door opens swiftly, showing a young brunette with green eyes, probably around nineteen.

She stops for a second and looks between Greg and Niall, an emotionless expression on her face before she looks to the rest of the group. "Hey. I'm Andrea." She shakes most of our hands and smiles softly.

"I go on most of the runs and farm or cook with Gemma, you don't gotta mind me much." She winks. Her door shuts, making me curious of what she is doing in there before, but I brush it off and we continue down the hall.

The corridor ends with a window overlooking the property and then large infinity pool that lies serenely in the backyard.

About seven doors at the end of the hall stay open and neatly cleaned, all awaiting guests to stay in them, and the hallway stays crowded from both groups of people who anxiously await where they'll be able to live for however long we're here.

Which in my mind; is hopefully as long as it takes to survive.