LOUIS pov.
my stomach was in knots at what i could or couldnt be walking into. the front door was unlock and that made me super nervous. the first thing i noticed was that all out pictures were gone.....
"there alive," sam says as she walks up next to me.
"i know..." i held the crossbow next to me as i walked more threw the house. we checked every room and there was nothing all my sisters were gone but all there clothes were gone too......
"louis!" sam yelled from down stairs....
i ran down stairs and it was just her standing in the kitchen but she was holding a note....
i grabbed it from her.
"dear my love, louis,
im sorry but by the time u read this were already out of here, we have no idea where were going but were alive, all 6 of us, i know we will come back toghther, u will surivive this.
with love,
mum"
sams POV
i read the note and couldnt believe they would just leave louis like that. i could tell louis kept re reading it over and over untill i snaped him out of it...
"lou, we have to go, go grab hr clothes blankets etc. and grabbed the keys to the van."
he just kept standing there
"babe...."
all he did was turn his back to me and go upstairs to grab everything he needed. i just stood there in the kitchen....
he grabbed the keys to the car and walked out the house. nial and harry grabbed what was left of the food and put it in the van. i grabbed max and told him hes riding in the van with us. with that we left the houses in silent.
Angies POV
This is getting exhausting I think to myself. So much pain and sorrow in this post aploptic world.
"We should go to zaynes then stay there until the morning. Then we can hit liems and Nial while leaving town."
We all agree and it will be getting dark soon. Honestly I'm as worried for Zayn as he was for me about reacting. He absolutely loves his sister and his parents.
He comes from a very right Asian/Muslim family. he grabs my hand highly and whispers "I don't know of I can do this" I pout his face in my hands and say "I'm here for ya booger. It will be okay" he fakes a smile and gets in the passenger seat.
I decided I should drive this time. When we rock up the front of the house looks normal. The back turned out to be a diffrent story.
As we curved around to the back we hear the noises Zayn starts to run.
His sister is dead and a zombie practicly hate her whole.
He starts beating and beating and beating the zombie. He fall's to the ground. He screams. I run up to him and stuff his face in my chest to muffle the sound and controll the noise.
I single to Louis and Harry to check the rest of the house. As Zayn is torn apart in my arms my heart breaks for him and Sam. I can't believe this. Louis and Harry come back and look at me shaking their head. Fuck...
I try to get Zayn up. "Honey we need to get your things from inside. I just had Louis and Harry go in. It is not pretty in there. Do you want me to go in for you?" Zayn snaps "no I need to see this for myself and get some things of my sister's" as he walks in he bursts into tears.
Honestly I have only seen Zayn cry like 5 times. Every time its horrific. As we walk in my mouth drops. I never have seen so much blood. I rush him away from the living room to the rooms to collect items.
Everyone is in the cars. My mom drives our car back to Harry's for the night. Its the last place we were all normal at. Zayn collapes his upper body into my lap. I pat his back as he soaks my jeans.
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