The Last of Us (YouTube FanFic)

Rihanna's wisdom

HIII! Sorry for the long break, but all the exams D: Whatever, I'm back now! Oh and btw., if there's anyone reading this who knows how to make a better cover for this story (like, this skull-thingy really bores me) then message me and I could use the one you made (and would of course feature you!) I'm imagining an edit of YouTubers as zombies or sth like that :D Anyways: here we go again!

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The faces of the others when Joe and I entered the apartment were priceless.

"You're not...dead.", Jim stuttered.

"Good morning to you, too Jim.", I smirked.

Joe laid an arm around my shoulder, "Seems like our lovely girl here isn't ready to die yet. She's immune!"

Zoe let out a little scream and threw her arms around my neck, "THANK GOD! Thank god, thank god, thank god!", she chuckled, "Alfie is terrible as a healer."

After literally everyone hugged me (Caspar even dared to lift me up) I triedd to catch me breath again, "Jesus guys. For some of you only know for me for under 12 hours, you are very passionate." I noticed Joe looking at me with a weird smile. He seemed to be pretty content about the fact that he didn't have to kill me. But there was something else in his look that I couldn't indentify yet...

"Well, you both deserved some breakfast, do you?", Tanya announced.

Joe laughed, "To be honest, I'll have a nap first. SHE fell asleep, but I was kinda scared that she would eat me while sleeping so there's that. See ya later, peeps.", and with those words he disappeared down the stairs.

I followed him with my eyes, "Well, I don't mind some breakfast though."

Zoe looked at me, "Okay, but you'll have to explain some things to me."

Okaaay, what? I sat down after I had recieved a banana and a glass of orange juice. Zoe smiled a smirky smile, the one that best friends do when your crush walks by. Wait. No. Ohhh no.

"Don't even think about it!", I pointed my banana at her, "Nope, nope, nope! St-Stop, just stop!", I tried not to laugh, but I failed miserably.

Zoe grinned, "You like him."

I sighed, "Yes, but I also like kittens, you see?"

"And he likes you?"

"Did he say that?"

Zoe shrugged, "Maybeee? I would tell you more, but if you don't like him than it doesn't matter, I guess.", she chuckled like a little five-year-old.

I looked around to make sure that no one was listening , but Jim and Tanya were in the kitchen and Alfie and the other three boys were discussing something about what we should do next, so I turned back to the older Sugg, "Okay, he is quite cute, I just don't know if it's useful to have a crush while fighting zombies. I mean, what if one of us dies? You've seen how he reacted when I was bitten."

Zoe shrugged, "Alfie kept me alive. Without him I would be nothing."

I lifted an eyebrow, "Are you comparing Alfie with Joe?"

She laughed, "Okay, Joe can be a dick sometimes and yes, he's probably not the most...empathic person I know, but what I know is: He never seemed so worried about someone. And I'm his big sister, you can trust me with that."

Could it really be that he liked me? Well, I was the only single girl here, so maybe he just needed some entertainment. Although Caspar didn't seem to care about me at all. Right, so the world was basically collapsing under flesh-eating creatures, I owned a Valentino-dress and Joseph Sugg possibly could have a crush on me. Oh and by the way, Phan was real. What a fucked up time that we lived in. 

"And now?", I asked with a lost shrug.

Zoe leaned back on the couch, "Now you go downstairs and snuggle up to him. Because at the moment you're pretty useless here anyways with your wounded leg. Come back, when I found you some bandages." Just go for it? That was her tactic? It seemed that she'd read my mind, because she nodded, "Believe me, he won't mind."

 I decided to trust her and slowly went down the stairs. Janyas stuff was spread in the hallway, I stepped over it and opened the door to Joe's room. He was lying in his bed, all curled up in a little ball. He was shaking again, like in his nightmare earlier, so I reached out for his shoulder, "Joe? Joe, wake up, come on!"

He caught a fast and deep breath and opened his eyes, "Skye?!"

"Yes, I'm here, don't worry about me."

He sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, "Jesus...I dreamt that you'd turn. Fucking hell..."

I pushed his body back on the matress and climbed on the bed, "Scootch over, Rodney." I sneaked under the blanket, next to his arm. The sheets were warm from his body tempature, I closed my eyes as I felt him reaching out for my waist and pulling my body closer. Well, that indeed felt pretty nice.

"Getting used to sleep in the same bed with an elderly man?", he asked and I could hear him grin.

"Hmm...Maybe we should have taken some crutches for your old bones from the pharmacy...Or viagra.", I chuckled.

Suddenly I could feel his breath next to my ear, "There's no need for viagra when I have you."

JEEEESUS CHRIST. Did he just say that? Was that even LEGAL? Well, was anything legal what we did nowadays? But still, EXCUSE ME?

I turned around to stare directly in his face, "So that's why you didn't want to kill me?"

"Oh, shut up, you wouldn't have done it either if it was me."

I frowned playfully, "Hmmm...I don't know...You can be pretty annoying, you know?"

"I am annoying? Girl, you are cheeky. Whatever, let me sleep now, an old man needs his rest. But...stay here, okay?"

I nodded and watched him close his bright blue eyes. How can someone be that pretty, that's not fair. The rest of the world is just hanging there while a few people are blessed with such beauty. To be honest: Most of those people were probably dead by now. I wiped a little straw of dark blonde hair out of his face and noticed a little smile on his face. If Rihanna was alive until now, she was damn right: We found love in a hopeless place.