Survivors (One Direction/Zombie)

Chapter 4

Vivs POV

We all walked through the abandoned street with caution, Winnie and I with out guns drawn. I sighed at the broken scene before us, this place used to be so lively and full of people, and now it's just eerie.

"Um, we can't thank you enough for letting us come, we don't even know your names." Liam said nervously, close behind in case a Grayie were to attack.

"Don't thank us yet, we're not safe out here." Winnie grumbled, pulling the gun to her chest.

I ignored her comment and faced back to the boys.

"I'm Viv and this is Winnie." I smiled.

"I'm Li-" I held up a hand, interrupting him.

"We know who you are, we were kind of big fans." I smiled sheepishly.

They nodded in understanding, going into an awkward silence.

"So where are we going anyways?" Louis asked.

"We stay at a mansion owned by one of our group, it isn't totally safe so we're staying there until we find a more permanent solution." I explained.

"Declan." Winnie gritted her teeth. Yes, Declan Moriartie, son of C.E.O James Moriartie. Declan in all honesty was a douchebag, with his bimbo of a girlfriend Trisha who Winnie despised. The only reason we tolerate them at all is because they provide the shelter, but if Declan fucks up I won't hesitate to kick him out.

Walking through rubble, I spotted a huge rusty shovel. Perfect for a weapon. I ran over to it, gripping the handle and tossing it to Zayn, who caught it with some difficultly.

Maybe I should warn him next time I throw a heavy rusty object his way.

"What's this for?" He asked in confusion, eyeing the shovel.

"So in case we're attacked you won't die." I said in a duh tone. I rolled my eyes and looked around for anything useful.

I tossed Harry a pipe, Liam a brick, Louis a thin pole with a sharp end, maybe some kind of flag pole? And finally Niall I gave him one of my throwing knives.

"I want that back once we're clear." I warned him. What can I say? My knives are my babies.

Only about a quarter mile to go.

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We reached the fence of the outer mansion. Throwing Rod over, I started to climb as did Winnie. The boys followed our lead, only tripping a few times and Lou landed on Liam with a thud on the other side.

"Get off me!" Liam yelped, pushing Lou's bum off his chest.

The boys were about to move forward when Winnie stepped in front of them.

"Wait."

"There's something you should know first." I walked over to Winnie, placing a hand on my hip.

"Carrie." We said at the same time. The boys shot us confused looks, not understanding. Well duh, we haven't explained.

"You see...Carrie is one of us...but she's a bit..different." I tried to break this to them in a way that won't frighten them.

"Carrie is a psychopath." Winnie said bluntly. The boys eyes widened in fear, backing away.

"Winnie! Guys, that's not what she meant."

"What did she mean then? Who's Carrie?" Zayn asked nervously, trembling slightly. Poor guy, been out through so much.

"Well..Carrie IS crazy. She's uh...schizophrenic." I said quietly. Only Liam showed fear, the others were only more confused.