So this is basically Louis' pov of the last chapter. I left out some of the conversation so that I don't bore you . Enjoy .
Louis
I woke up with a pounding headache. My mouth felt insanely dry and when I opened my eyes, there were drops of blood on my shirt . Probably from when Lottie coughed on me. Lottie.
I shot up, looking for my sick sister, before realizing she wasn't laying on the couch like she was before. I felt a pang in my chest, like something was wrong, and I got so caught up in my thoughts I didn't see the figure stumbling behind me.
I stood to my feet and turned around, screaming in horror as I came face to face with my mother. Or what was left of her . Her eyes were a deep red and had specks of gold inside her blue eyes, which seemed to darken to a dark, almost black, blue.
I stumbled backward, expecting her to lunge at me. Shockingly, she didn't. She let out a small growl, as if telling me something, and stepped around me. It was than I noticed the bite on the right of her neck. I almost broke down in tears, realizing that this.. thing was no longer my mother, but a shallow, mindless flesh eater.
I swallowed, feeling this nagging feeling in my chest, almost like I needed to cough really bad but for some reason my body refused to let me.
I needed to take care of my mother. No matter how confused I was about this situation, I couldn't let her roam around and probably bite some other poor soul, and I couldn't kill her. I refused too.
I walked toward her, cautiously, like she may change her mind and attack me. It was possible. I grabbed her shoulder, and she snapped her head at me and growled, but didn't do anything. I drew my hand back and grabbed her wrist instead, slowly dragging her into the kitchen.
She let herself be pulled for some reason, and let out small inaudible sounds as she was dragged, and I grabbed an iPhone charger from the drawer next to me and tied it around her wrist in a knot, before tying the other end to the fridge.
I let out a breath, and turned away from her. That moment I felt a lurching pain in my abdomen and I bent down and let out a growl I didn't know was possible to come from me, leaning against the counter for support. My mother, or whatever was left of her, looked at me and let out a growl of her own, as if she understood me, and that's when I realized.
I'm infected. I'm going to turn into one of those things like my mom.
I let out a gasp at the thought, and stumbled backwards, down the hall and into the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror, and noticed the small changes in my appearance. My skin got a little paler and there were small specks of gold inside my eyes, even on the white part, which was beginning to redden. Like my moms eyes.
A tear slipped out of my eye, and as I wiped it off I heard something.
"Hello? Johanna? Louis? Anyone?" My eyes widened, and I went for my contacts, which were a blue. I haven't used them for three years, since I got eye surgery to bring back the rest of my eyesite.
They helped, bringing out the blue in my eyes and mostly hiding the golden specks that laced my eyes.
I slowly creeped down the hallway, and heard shuffling in the kitchen. I made it to the doorway, ready to yell at the intruder.
I got shocked as I felt a figure collide with my body, but kept my balance and looked up at the boy. He had curls reaching the top of his shoulders, and was wearing a black t-shirt. He was also wearing black skinny jeans and brown worn-out boots. (on side) He was insanely attractive.
"Louis?" How'd he know my name?
I reached my hand out so he can grab it. His large hand gripped my smaller one, and he pulled himself up.
"Uh, yeah. How'd you know?" I asked. "My mom talked about your family a lot. Was that, um, Johanna in the kitchen?" I frowned before answering.
"Yeah, unfortunately." It saddened nd to realize that my mother was pretty much dead, and I couldn't help her.
We began talking about what happened, before I felt the need to cough. I looked down at my hand, seeing drops of blood with what looked like green stuff. Like what was in Lotties bite. I immediately wiped my hand on my pants.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked and I gulped, internally freaking out.
"Yeah, let's go try to save your sister." I said, changing the subject and speed walking towards the door with my medical bag in my hands.

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Infected End → l.s
Fanfiction"I'm infected Harry." ∽ Or where there's an infectious disease that spread throughout the world, and Harry falls for a short lad named Louis, who just so happens to be infected. ∽ Credit to @pillow-case for the cover❤