The Infection

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Angies POV

"should I start planning the wedding now or later" I say with a cheeky grin. Louis turned red and says "dun dun dunum" we laugh and then I hear this grogggrling sound something I havnt heard before outside on the other side if the door.... "what the???"

Sams POV

angie runs into the kitchen where we were finishing up cleaning.

"guys i just heard this fucked up noice, like goowling or something" we all give her a weird look "angie i believe hr still drunk from last night" liem turns to her.

than louis runs in "no mate shes tellin the truth, i hurd it too. it sounds like its outside of the window" all of a sudden we hear scratching at the door.......
"well i aint fuckin going to look" i say looking around, "i dont think anyone else should either......."

liem goes to the door to look out the peep hole... "taylor??" he looks more into the hole... "guys her eyes are like blank, and she has a bite on her shoulder..... what the fuck is going on here????"
we start to hear screams all outside all around.

my stomach drops and i went to go look. "what the fuck???" i backed away and turn with my face white as a ghost.... this cannot be happening.  the screaming, the bite mark... this is all suppose to be fake. this is everything you see on movies and comic books. everything was happening so fast.

Angies POV

Harry says "Taylor is here with a blank look in her eyes. Sounds like she heard about Kendall" he laughs.

I instantly give him the dirtest look ever.
"Why don't you go let the creepy bitch in and see what she wants" harry goes to the door wear Taylor is oddly scratching and opens it.

She is just standing there  and covered in blood. She takes a whif in and jumps on Harry.

He is trying to push her off him and she is trying to bite him. Zayn mumbles "fuck I shouldn't do this" as he grabs a baseball bat and knocks her head clean off. Everyone is silent. We look out the door and a couple more bloody people are walking. We quickly lock the door.

Liem yells "Zayn you fucking killed Taylor swift dude"

Sams POV

i scream in horror of what i just saw!! louis comes to my side and puts my head into his chest.

everyone is panicking and putting things in front of the door locking all the windows and every door in the house. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!!" louis screams and i close my eyes trying not to cry. angie runs over to the tv and turns on the news.

*everyone stay inside and block and lock all ur doors, the infection has spred and theres not stopping it. i dont know what these things are called but do not let them bite u or any blood touch you.*

"holy fuck...." nial says out of no where. "this cannot be what this is,,,, it cant be..."
i lift my head off louis chest......

"zombies...."

Angies POV

"Dude Sam you always said this was going to happen!" Harry is in the corner in shock.

I lift up his chin and tell him to go get cleaned up well we still have hot water. Who knows what ganna go now he gives me a hug and goes up stairs.

The second he is out of site I go huddle with Sam and the group. Zayn is trying to clean up the Taylor issue.

I get up and tell him to come huddle with us. Were all a group now. As we all huddle all we can hear is Harry's shower running and the moans out side.

We turned off the news cuz it was scaring us all. When Harry gets back we will have to come up with a plan.

Harry comes down from the shower in nothing but a towl and jumps in our huddle. "Guys we need to come up with a plan. We need a survival plan and to figure out our food situation" I say scared.

Sam says "well I've always been obsessed with zombies so I think I can put some good into the plan" We all nod. Zayn be stands up "I've always been a fighter and a protector. I can help lead the group" the boys laugh and I tell them to shut up.

"Look. Sams the brains, zayn is the arms, Harry is the collector, Louis is the bow, niall is the negotiator, and liem is the explorer. And I am the voice. These are our intial roles people. Now Zayn finish cleaning up Taylor. We all need to take the possible last hot shower of our lives. "

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