Live (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

The Attack

A/N: NIALLER IS HERE!!

Eva's POV

Niall. Niall Horan.

Niall freaking Horan was in my car and I was sat stunned. I had to keep reminding myself that I was driving so that I wouldn't completely forget and swerve right off the road.

"No problem" my voice cracked "It's hell out here"!

"It most certainly is" Niall answered "I'm Niall by the way."

I know who you are I thought.

"I'm Eva Darlington and this is Timmy Edwards"! I gestured towards Timmy and he waved at our new passenger.

"You're in One Direction"! He stated and made a sweet giggle.

"Yeah, well done for noticing! And I notice you're Irish"! Niall commended.

"Yeah I am. Look" Timmy proceeded to open my glovebox and pull out all of my One Direction albums "you're on all of these"!

Niall laughed and I could feel his eyes on me as I drove. I blushed, trying my best to avoid looking in the mirror at his beautiful face.

"So you're a fan"? Niall asked, his grin still evident.

"Yeah" I answered simply. "What happened with you out there anyway? Taking a stroll were we"? I asked trying to change the subject and laugh at him and make him feel a little embarrassed.

"I was searching for someone if you must know" Niall explained but I watched as his expression changed to sadness "they're gone now though."

I felt so awful for asking him so bluntly like that. I was such an idiot. We're in a zombie apocalypse - I can't just joke around like that.

"I...I'm so sorry I asked Niall, it wasn't my place." I desperately tried to explain.

"Don't worry love, you were just curious." He gave me a small smile and I made one back to reassure him.

I found it hard to keep my eyes off him. His dirty blonde hair was messy, his lips plump and slightly parted and his eyes were irresistibly blue.

"So are you related"? Niall asked, grinning like anything. I realised I had been staring so returned my eyes to the road and coughed.

"No, he's my parents' neighbour but events happened and we're together now." I was just hoping he wouldn't bring up the subject of parents because I didn't want to make Timmy relive the memory.

"Niall, if you don't mind me asking, where are the boys"? I asked.

"As far as I know they're all together at a shelter, I know because I got a hurried call from Liam about an hour ago."

"Are they all OK"? I asked and Niall nodded.

"So where are you headed"? Niall asked and I passed him the address on the back of the letter my mum wrote me. I hoped he wouldn't turn it over.

"That's where my family are"! Niall exclaimed and I looked at him in the mirror.

"Yeah that's where my family were headed too." I said quietly whilst Timmy was attempting to read the tracks on the back of Take Me Home.

Niall seemed to sort of pick up on what I was trying to say so he kept quiet about the matter but I guessed he would question it later.

Throughout the journey we just talked about what I was studying at Uni, what he wanted to study before the X-Factor and I told him about Freya and Grace while he talked about the boys. I was enjoying it, I'd almost forgotten about reality. But it would always kick in again when we passed the occasional walkers.