Battle of the Bands (1D and 5sos fanfiction)

Chapter 3:

Olivia's P.O.V

I keep thinking I see someone or something. It's really starting to scare me. One minute the boys would be playing football (soccer) and then they look like complete zombies. I need to ask them about it, but I'm scared too.

What if they really are zombies? No Olivia Grace, don't think that way. You only just met them and your probably just hallucinating. But the weirdest thing I saw so far is when we where outside playing football I thought I saw Zayn's shoe fall off but there was no foot. I am so confused. They act different from regular people too. They are more hyper than normal adults.

But they are really sweet guys. Even though they are weird. I forgot to mention, I never met my biological parents. I was mainly at the orphanage all my life.

"Hey, Olivia?" Zayn said more of a question than anything.

"Yes, Zayn."

"The boys and I need to talk with you. So let's go to the living room."

I gulped. Why did they need to talk to me? Are they going to take me back to the orphanage? I was taking my time walking to the living room. The room was huge. It had red couches and hard wood floors, a brick fireplace, and a portrait of the band above it. There was a beautiful chandelier with tiny pieces of glass. It was beautiful.

I looked toward the lads. All their faces where looking down. Did I really do something wrong? I have only been here for a day.... They where about to say something but I just blurted out. "Dididosomethingwrong?Areyoutakingmenackpleasedont." I said really fast.

"Woah you talk more then your..... Ow!" Harry said. Harry got hit in the arm by Liam. Liam smiled toward me and told me to say what I said again but slower.  So I did. "Did I do something wrong? Are you taking me back to the orphanage? Please don't. Also what did Harry mean I talk more than who?"

They all looked at each other..... "Um, Olivia.... We all where friends with..... Your mum." Louis said trying to think of lies to tell me. But I didn't push it so I just nodded my head. "What did my mother look like?" I asked.

They gulped I could tell. "Uh..... She was beautiful...." Said Liam.

"She was... Nice." Said Zayn.

I laughed. They were lying to me. "Okay I know your lying but you can tell me later..... What did you lads want me for?" I asked while looking at them.

They all looked nervously down at their feet, like they were so interesting. "We just wanted to ask...." Said Harry. His really curly hair and his green eyes.

"Have you noticed anything different lately?" Asked Liam.

I shook my head side to side questionably. They just looked relieved.  "So do you like your new room." Asked Niall.

I shook my head. "I don't like my room." They looked shocked and confused.

"What do you mean you don't like your room?" Asked Harry.

"I think she means that she doesn't like her room. She loves it!!" Niall laughed.

I nodded my head and smiled. "How about truth or dare?"

They smiled and said yes. Also Harry got to go first. "Olivia. Truth or dare?"

"Truth." His sparkly green eyes looked like they died a little.

"Have you ever met your parents?"

"No." I said sadly. "Okay.. Niall, truth or dare?" I asked excitedly.

"Truth."

"Aw. Fine." This is the perfect time to ask. "Are you guys zombies?" I asked. Their faces went completely white. They all gulped and looked at each other. Niall's blue eyes just focusing on me.

He gulped before he replied "we... Um... No, what are you talking about?" He scoffed.

"Your lying. It's a truth." I said after crossing my arms and fake cry into them. I used to be in the theater at the college because they needed a kid so I did it.

They sighed and said their answer "Olivia. Don't get scared okay." Said Liam. I said okay. "You can show your face now." I peaked my face out and saw what I keep seeing over and over again. Their faces where just pealing off pieces of their skin. Their clothes where torn. Their eyes where dead colors. They where the same color but more white then natural colors.

I screamed and ran off. I'm sorry but it scared me. You would be scared too if you saw them. Their hair was messed up and it was creepy. I ran up to my room and locked the door and sat on my head mumbling that this couldn't be real. That I was just dreaming. I heard pounding on my door and I knew right away that I was going to go back to one of my foster parents.

*memory*
I just got home from school. My step family was screaming about something again. I ran up to my room hyperventilating. I got up there and closed my door and locked it. I got out my homework and books. When I was half way through my long pages of work, I hear banging come from outside my door.

I am terrified. Last time I left my door open to do my homework I was hit multiple times for doing nothing at all. I just sat there holding my only doll close to my chest. Rocking back and forth crying. Scared of what might happen.

It becomes suddenly quite. I stop crying and I walk toward the door. I crack it open and looked around. Not to long I was on the floor being screamed at for locking my door. He was cursing a lot and it scared me. I started having a panic attack. I couldn't breath and he looked at me with a confused expression but continued to scream at me.

I saw a black cloud come closer and clouding my vision. I was slipped into a coma for a week.

*end of memory*

That day scared me so much. If it wasn't for the neighbors complaining about noise I would be dead. I thank God for them everyday. But being in another situation with them banging on the door made me start having a panic attack. I started hyperventilating and reaching for the doorknob lock so they could get in.

I finally got to the doorknob and I unlocked the door and fell to the floor. The door flew open and they looked around until they saw me on the ground. Their fear expression turned to confusion. "Help.... Please..." I said trying to fill my pink lungs with the magical wind called... Air.

"She's having a panic attack." Said Niall. "Breath sweetheart. Liam call the hospital. Stay with us." My eyes started to droop. I tried to keep them opened but the weight of my eyes where too much. I fell asleep.

Before I did I heard ambulance and police arrive. The last thing I heard was the boys saying their sorry and that they love me. I managed to say back "I love you, too."