Bite {Niall Centric}

Day 150 - Night

Everything hurt. Everything felt like it was falling apart and bleeding. Niall had a black eye, busted lip, bruises, and the creature stomped on his ankle. Fuck, he felt like dying.

Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam weren't doing any better. They had taken the worst of it for Niall, but the creature still beat him unconscious. Niall referred to it as the creature because he couldn't tell the gender of the mutilated thing that had captured and tortured them. The boys and he were silently resting in a dingy motel, Louis doing watch when they were ambushed by the creature from the bathroom.

"Ha ha ha," The creature had a stale laugh, its gray eyes dull as if death had seeped inside the body and took residence inside its pupils. "Pain is such a wonderful thing, isn't it?"

Niall whimpered when the creature pulled him to his knees by a clump of hair, his scalp burning in pain. "Pl-Please-"

"You look pretty in pain and when you beg," The creature tilted its head like a curious puppy, but it was far from a cute animal.

Niall begged once again, but he went ignored when the creature dragged him over to the other boys. It hurt. . . it hurt so much. He was still on his knees, head pulled back from the force of the creature's hand pulling. The pale skin of his throat glistened in sweat under the lighting of the dingy motel room, a thin trail of blood collecting in his pretty, pretty collarbones. "Please let us go. . ." Niall gritted out, hissing when the grip got tighter.

"But you're all so much fun!" The creature whined. "I'll let you go when you die, I promise." It smiled, revealing yellowed and blackened teeth that were sharpened to time points. Niall would hate to be bitten by that thing.

"Let him. . . go," Liam breathed out, struggling to gain consciousness. Niall could see the clouded over look in Liam's eyes, making his own heart beat fast in panic. They were going to die here. Five months into the apocalypse, and Niall would die with a bunch of strange boys by the hand of scary humanoid creature.

Niall hated the thought that struck him; absolutely despised it. He wouldn't be in this situation if he had never meet these boys. He would still be in his mall paradise with running eater, electricity, and maybe air-conditioning. His ankle would be perfectly fine and maybe, just maybe, the mall would be zombie free. Just like his brother wanted before-

Niall's head snapped to the side, his cheek red in pain at the slap he received from the creature. It laughed, long nails gripping Niall's chin to tilt his gaze at the boys below him. His face was shoved to the ground, dirty concrete scratching his delicate face. Niall tried to suppress the urge to cry, but he weak - weaker than ever before.

Tears burned his cheeks, pooling around his head to mix with his blood. "But he's the most fun!"

Niall whimpered and whined in discomfort, body aching from the uncomfortable position of his face down and ass up, hands bound behind his back by a piece of ripped-up bedsheet. Niall felt exposed, his shirt so tattered from all the throwing around that half of torso was visible. It was cold in the room, and he really felt it thanks to his pale, bare skin exposed.

Niall didn't know what about him that attracted all the weirdos and physcos. Four idiots, a caniballistic farmer, an androgynous sadist - why did they all flock to him like predators to prey? Was it his tiny, lithe body? His weak persona? Was it because he was blonde? He understood that everyone's attracted to blondes, but he isn't natural - he was actually brunette. In fact, the last time Niall looked in the mirror, his dark roots began to overpower his blonde locks. Ma-

Okay, Niall was starting to panic and ramble inside his mind to escape the reality outside him. Normally, he would have slept to escape that, but somehow, he knew that sleeping was the last thing Niall should do in the presence of the creature. "ST-STOP!" Niall's throat went raw from yelling, silent screaming wracking his body when his face was pulled back to between his shoulder blades.

"I'm tired of your whining, weakling," The creature pouted. "It's not fun anymore."

"Let him. . . go," Liam mumbled, barely moving his lips. Niall's eyes trained on Liam.

"Liam, wake up. . . help me!"

"Your boyfriend can't save you now," It laughed manically.

"He's not my boyfriend," Niall's eyebroww furrowed before he winced, his throat burning at the stretch of his head thrown back so far.

"Oh, I see. You're just a little whore, then?" He felt a hand at the hem of his torn shirt, pushing the fabric up to his shoulders. Niall had never been touched like that, and he didn't like it. He didn't like the cold fingertips pressing against his skin; didn't like the smell of the creature so close to him.

It was then that Niall realized the creature was a girl - no older than he - when she pulled the shoulder length hair into a bun, her sunken cheeks and chapped lips pulled into a less crazy smile. "I-I'm not-"

Suddenly, sunlight filtered through the blinds on the windows, signifying that night was over. The girl hissed, backing away from the natural light, treading into the artitical light of the bathroom. "Close the blinds! Close them!" She shrieked.

Niall crawled to the windows, hand pulling on the string to raise the blinds. The girl screached, retreating into the bath tub. "Liam," He said as he shook the boy frantically. "Harry! Zayn! Louis!"

"Niall!"

"Liam?"

"NIALL!"

"Zayn?"

"Wake up, Niall. . ."

~.~.~.

Niall shot up, heart beating fast as his chest rose and fell quickly. The boys crowded around him, worry covering their faces. "You were screaming your sleep," Zayn explained, hand resting on his forehead to check Niall's temperature.

"S-Sorry," Niall gulped. "Didn't mean to wake you."

"It's alright, it's time to leave anyway. It is better to travel in the cover of night, and Harry's all rested up."

Niall nodded, letting himself be pickn up from the bed and placed into the truck. After the engine rumbled to life and drive off, Niall turned his head back to peek at the motel. He could have sworn he had seen the girl's face staring st him through the blinds, giving him a sharp-toothed smile and wink.

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How many of you guys freaked out? Luckily, it was just a nightmare. . . Any who, anybody want to recommended weapons to use against a zombie?