Masked {One Direction Fan Fiction, ft. Cameron Dallas}

37: Infected

Chapter 37:

Darkness begins falling and there is little to no sunlight.

"You're a complete dip shit," he runs his fingers through his hair and then pinches his lower lip."

Cameron raises his arms in defense, "If Harry wouldn't have tried showing us his-"

Louis shook his head angrily, "Don't even try pinning his on Harry."

"You know what that was right?" Harry states with his green eyes wide, questioning Cameron.

"No," he shakes his head and gives him a squinty stare.

"You're about to find out," Louis half laughs, handing a rugged black handgun to him. Harry shakes his head in disbelief, "Fuck no," he pushes it away from Cam, "he isn't going out there by himself with that thing," he pauses for a second, gathering his thoughts, "it'll completely fuck him over."

What thing? That was a person. Cameron hit a person, not a fucking mountain cat.

"That was a person!" I stiffly turn my head Louis' way, glaring hard. He gives me the most annoyed look I'd ever seen. "You have no idea," he rubs the back of his neck.

A single gunshot sounds from behind the truck. "Jesus fucking Christ," Louis flings the car door open and jumping out, jogging behind the truck.

"Liam?!" He yells, questioning his presence.

My heart stops.

"I'm ok," he breathes heavily. "I'm ok."

I breath a sign of relief.

"What was that gunshot?"

"The guy you hit," Liam stops, trying to regain his breath, "he was infected."

Fucking what?

I practically jump out of my seat, "What the fuck did he say." I shake Harry's arm roughly.

Cyndi looks at me, frightened.

Harry rests his head in his hands and ignores me.

Liam mumbles some thing that I can't make out.

"You think so?" Louis says.

"Positive, don't you remember that shit that they tried doing to Ash when they got ahold of him last summer."

"With the rabid dogs and shit?"

"Yea."

"Fuck.. That shits gonna fucking spread if it isn't under control as soon as possible or the entire country is fucked, full of mindless bloodthirsty biters," Louis breaths deeply and blows through his nose.

I ponder on the thought of what he could have done with rabid dogs.

Then it hits me, rabies. That man we hit had rabies.

I hear Liam and Louis grunt and a big thud shakes the car roughly from behind.

"Liam isn't riding out there in the dark, we can't risk anything with any of those crazy fuckers out there at night," Louis looks at Harry. "We put his bike in the back."

Liam gets in the, pressed snuggly against my side because of the lack of room in the truck. I get chills, I want his forgiveness more than anything. I want him.

"Are you getting this Cam?" Harry glances at Cam who was turning the key in the ignition. Cameron nods in a disturbed fashion.

"Yea- I uh.. Understand," he rubs his right eye with his hand.

Liam squirms around uncomfortably, "These fuckers don't know what they just did."

Louis nodded slowly in agreement, "I wonder how many prisoners they infected..."

The fact that they were infecting people with rabies, sending them into an uncontrollable state of mind and on a road to a slow, painful death, freaked me out. They were practically zombies.