Fighting for life (1D fanfic)

chapter 12

"Turner." He stretched out his arm for me to shake his hand. I usely don't do hand shakes but I kindly took ahold of his hand and shook it. "Oh and I would love to buy you a new outfit since I ruined that one." He took a body exam of the dress I was wearing.




"oh no no. Its okay my hotel is right next door so I could just go change into my clothes there." He just nods his head at the comment. I cant stop thinking about Harry. Harrys eyes, voice, arms, hands, hair, just everything about him and how perfect he is. I miss him so much. I want to call him and I will once I get to my room and beg to come back.




Turner clears his throat, I guess knowing I was in my own world for a second. "Would you like to go outside where its not so crowded?"




I start to object but then realize that I need more friends, "I would love to." He grabs my wrist softly and leads me outside. The cool air instantly gives me the chills. I probably look like a poop hole right now, why is this guy even talking to me?




"Oh yeah and by the way Im also staying at that hotel right there." He points to the same exact hotel Im sleeping at.




"How long have you been sleeping there?"




"For about 4 days I think."




"So its not some killer place where we all get murdered in the middle of the night?"




He starts laughing exposing his white teeth, "No I promise you wont get killed in the middle of the night. But if you feel scared I will protect you since we are neighbors." He laughs and looks into my eyes that probably have make up smeared everywhere from crying.




"Okay Im trusting you on that." I stick my tongue out at him in a playful way.




"So tell me why is a beautiful girl like you walking around alone and crying?" He gives me the pouty lip.




"Some boyfriend problems." He looks a little disappointed when I said I have a boyfriend but I could care less even though this guy is smoking hot. Now that I look at him he looks so familiar, and I don't know why.




"Would you like to talk about it?" He looks up looking very sincere.




I really want to say yes and open up to someone about this all but I know I cant and I just met this guy. "Its hard to explain, Im sorry."




"Okay I understand. Ill be here when you need me." He takes my hand in his hand. It sends chills up my arm and down y back. His hand is so warm that I feel so comforted by it.




"Thank you. It means a lot. This may sound weird to you but you look so familiar. Where did you live before the zombies appeared?"




"No its okay I was thinking the same thing with you. I lived in Moorpark."




"What?! No way I lived there too! This is so weird! I thought I was the only one who survived!" He laugh and get up and give him a big hug. Its so amazing to know someone from my town had lived. He hugs me back. The hug is longer then a friend hug so I let go having it end. It reminds me of mine and Harrys hugs but Harrys hugs will always be better.




We end up talking for 30 minutes straight about Moorpark and all the restaurants and memories of our old life's. Gossiping about everyone who had lived there. By the end of the conversation my eyes grew heavy and tired.




"I think Im going to head back now. I am so exhausted from today." I stand up and he follows my lead.




"I would love to walk you back." This makes me smile knowing I have someone here that cares.




We walk back mostly in silence because we are both so tired. We make it to my hotel room and it happens that my room is right next to his.




"Goodnight I hope you sleep well." He leans in and kisses me on the cheek. For a second I thought he was going in for it.




"You too." I smile and then I open my room door.




"Will I see you tomorrow?" He asks before I walk into my room and I just nod to him. Leaving him smiling with what just happened.




I started blushing but then felt really guilty because of Harry. I felt like I was just cheating on him even though I did nothing wrong. I feel bad that I blushed at Turner's words or that when he touched my hands I felt better with everything that was going on.




The smile quickly slides off my face. I started dialing Harrys number. It rang and rang with no pick up. I look through my messages to see the girls have texted me like 20 more times telling me that I need to come home now. I wonder whats going on. I don't feel like talking to the girls though, I just want to talk to my boyfriend.




Harry is the only person that can make me really smile at a time like this. I realize that I'm actually in love with him that I can't spend any more nights without him. Ive never felt like this before towards anyone. He is my first love and I hope my last. Can I just be in his arms again? How am I supposed to talk to Niall again after this? I can easily say that I hate him at this moment but then Harry is stupid for believing it.




I decide to go on twitter that Brooklyn and Harry made me not that long ago.




I look at my followers list and I am surprised that I have 50K that is a lot considering barely anyone is alive but I guess I was wrong. A lot of people are still alive from all this. I hope they are all okay out there. I immediately go to Harry's twitter and the lasted thing he posted was "Im so excited for my surprise for Stella. Tonight will be fun."




There were replies to the tweet saying how it was probably sex and some saying I was an ugly whore but most of them were nice saying I was pretty and all.




I look through Harrys pictures seeing pictures of me and him. Like on our first date and many from just laying down at home cuddling. Then I scroll to one and its a picture of me sleeping saying "This is my princess fast asleep. I love her" Okay cheesy caption but that little punk posted this without me knowing. I begin to tweet him to joke around with it but then quickly remember we broke up and im not with him anymore.




Tears start to welled in my eyes, vision becoming blurry. I need to call him and he needs to answer. He'll answer right? Its only 1 am and we always stayed up this late so he has to be awake. Right? I remember that the party is still probably going on even though Im not there.




I start dialing his number again and after 2 rings someone picks up.




"Hello?" An unfamiliar voice picks up making me wonder, who is this? and speechless.