the outbreak ☣ 1d

Chapter 11: Waitrose {UNFIXED}

Recap:

"Everybody ready?" Gina asked. We all nodded.

Zayn walked to the door and flung the door open.

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-Harry's POV-

I don't know how the girls could be so calm about this. They all seem so determined and brave. I mean, shouldn't they be the ones running around, crying and screaming because they'll never be able to be on 16 and Pregnant?

..Okay, I know that the girls are 19, but eh. These girls opened my eyes and made me see that not the entire female population are dependent and helpless.

Zayn slowly walked to the door then opened it.

Everything was a blur after that. I didn't see the horde of 40+ zombies, I didn't see Louis stabbing his "dagger" or the sharp chair leg through them, I didn't see Zayn whacking them with his frying pan, I didn't see Julia shoving her knife through them, I didn't see Gina swinging her bat at every one of them, I didn't see the rest of them marching nearer and nearer towards them, I didn't see anything.

All my focus was on the blonde girl that I fancied being attacked and tackled by two zombies, that includes Zombie Paul. Stephanie fell back, dropping her gun in the process. I gripped my "dagger" so tightly that my knuckles were white and I gritted my teeth. Zombie Paul lunged forward, mouth open, to bite her.

I had enough. I charged towards the two twats, my strides longer than usual. I grabbed Zombie Paul by the neck and thrusted my dagger in him chest but not before muttering a sorry and a goodbye to him, the other end of the dagger appearing on his back. I pulled the dagger out with all my might, and kicked Paul by his stomach. He fell down and his chest started oozing some green liquid out.

I gripped on the other zombie's throat and pushed my dagger through its forehead, ignoring the sprinkle of green that splattered on me. I pulled the dagger out and the zombie fell down.

All the rage inside of me disappeared when I heard a shaky gasp. I turned around and dropped my weapon. Stephanie was sitting up now with her knees to her chest, startled by my little act. I sat down beside her and laid her down on top of my lap gently and carefully.

"You okay?" I murmured, pushing back a stray piece of her hair. She nodded, then smiled. "Thank you, really. It's really kind of you," She thanked, the beautiful smile not leaving her face. I smiled back. I may be calm on the outside, but inside, I'm freaking out like a teenage girl. I've met TONS of women before, but none of them had this effect on me.

"Harry, Stephanie, come and help u-OH MY GOD, THE FEELS! ARE YOU DATING NOW? DID YOU KISS? HUH, HUH, HUH, HUH, HUH, HUH?!" Gina screamed, bouncing in place, with a swing of her bat with every bounce. "No!" Stephanie yelled, blushing a deep shade of red. I'll be honest, that kind of hurt my feelings. She knows how I feel. No, I don't love her yet. Do I? Probably not. I just fancy her.

Stephanie scampered out of my lap and grabbed her gun. "Harry, get up," She ordered, but her tone was still gentle and light. I grasped the "dagger" and stood up. She gave me a determined look and I returned it. There were about 12 zombies left. Stephanie started shooting them in their head or chest. I grabbed one of the zombies and thrust my weapon through them. I'm guessing the green liquid is their blood, there's green blood everywhere now.

A few minutes later, there was only one zombie left. It looked like a 5-year-old female zombie, and we had it cornered. It looked truly scared. All of us exchanged wary glances.

"Should we kill this one?" Taylor asked the question that was on all our minds. "Maybe we could communicate with it..I mean her," Liam suggested, walking forward slowly as the rest of us backed away.