Just a Game (One Direction Horror)

Chapter 6

A/N I know I haven't been updating lately and I apologize. I will try to update more frequently, but I've been pretty busy. All of my lovely readers should go check out @scribbler137 because she has some great stories. Vote, Comment, Fan. Your Liam POV is coming soon I just have to figure out how to fit it into the story ;) ~ Mik

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"Liam don't move!" I yell frantically.The spare bullets from the other room clatter to the ground as I release my grip on them. Liam freezes. I take the knife out of my boot and through it at the zombies head. The knife's blade lands directly inbetween the biter's eyes not a second to soon. A purplish goo pours out of it's head as it stumbles to the ground.

"Hey! Why did you throw that at me?" He yells, anger flooding his voice. Wow, I didn't realize he'd be so upset about me saving his life. Oh yeah! He doesn't know that a biter was behind him!

"Liam." I say coolly. "Turn around." I say really slow.

"I don't understand what turning around is going to AH!" He squeals besically jumping out of his skin. He examines the corpse on the ground before turning around giving me a sheepish smile.

I chuckle under my breath as I walk over to the corpse on the ground. I rip the knife out of the forehead of the monster and pick my foot up. I then stomp it into the corpses skull. Liam looks at me confused. "Better safe than sorry." I say with a shrug.

I glance into the closet and see nothing. Nothing is in that closet except some stupid little book. I pick it up. Botanimus Curis is inscripted into the cover. I better keep this. You never know when you might need it.On, second thought maybe Liam should hold onto it.

"Here take this."I say, tossing the book at him. He manages to catch it. He puts the book in his back pocket.

I go over to the bullets sprawled out on the ground and begin to pick them up. "We're going to need these if they are the only bullets here." I say.

"Here let me help you." He says. I hear his footsteps get louder as he approaches me. He kneels infront of me picking them up.

"So, Li? How'd you come up with that nick name?" He asks. His tone of voice seems like he already knows the answer.

"Why are you acting like you know why?" I question. He obviously thinks it's because of him. I just want to hear him say it so I can burst his bubble.

"Well, you're wearing a Liam related t-shirt. You blush when ever I talk to you. My nicknames Li. I'm pretty sure people call you Li because you want to have the same nickname as me." He says cockily.

I chuckle under my breath. "Here, let me explain. I'm wearing a Liam t-shirt because my friend made me wear it. I blush when ever I talk to you because it's not a shy embarrassed blush, it's usually because I'm mad at you. And finally I was called Li before you became famous and I had people stop calling me Li because they would assume, just like you that I'm being called that because I'm obssessed with the 'Oh so hot' Liam Payne. " I retort.

"Oh, well I'm sorry for OW!" He exclaims as we bump heads trying to stand up.

"Geezum Crow Liam! Ow!" I yell.

"It was your fault too!" He says back, laughing.

"Your the one that started to stand up, making my nose go into my skull!" I yell craddling my nose. I feel a warm liquid seep inbetween my fingers. I pull my hand away from my face and see blood all over it.

"Damn it Liam." I say under my breath.

"Here let me help you." He says walking toward me.

"If you want to help me, find something to dry my nose with." I yell frantically. I'm not yelling frantically because because it hurts or because I can't stand the sight of blood because I think we both know I can handle those pretty easily. I need something to take the blood off of my nose because judging by these zombies so far I'm pretty sure they'll be able to smell blood from hundreds of yards away. It's a good thing this house doesn't have alot of windows.