Fame

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niall horan;

"Louis!" Liam's voice had cut through the air so sharply it felt like it broke the atmosphere into shards. All the boys were just standing like stones on top of the roofs of the cars, Zayn still with his arms wrapped around Niall.

"No! Louis!" Liam wasn't thinking straight, he really wasn't. Harry had to frantically jump onto the car Liam was on so the man wouldn't jump off. His brain was fried, or more, all the boys' brains were fried.

They just saw their best mate die.

"We need to get to them Zayn, Niall, we need to!" Harry was talking about Sunny and Jock, but the two bastards were already hopping along the roofs of the cars also, scampering away like little mice from the four of them.

"Don't do it Harry alright? You'll die, please we just-we need to get away from here." Zayn had squeezed his arms tighter around Niall, feeling like he needed to hold the blond, like Niall would slip through his embrace and disappear into the dry desert-like soil.

"Are you bloody joking?! We can't leave him like that, he's being-he's being eaten alive over there, look Zayn! Fuking look!" Liam roared, he was being animalistic, too much loss was coursing through their hearts at the moment, and the last person they thought to break, would be Liam.

"What good will that do for us Li? Listen to me we will die if we stay here, the zoms will sniff us out and start coming over here, we need to leave, get back to the kids and take them to safety. That's what Louis would've wanted." It was just arguing between Zayn and Liam, Niall was a complete unemotional disaster, looking like some rag doll in Zayn's arms staring intently at the cluster of zombies around what was probably Louis' mangled body. You couldn't see anything, Louis' body or cries of help weren't heard, so it was just a mystery as to what was going down over there.

"You don't know what Louis wants and doesn't want you complete dikhead." Liam's swear had slipped through his lips and he looked shocked himself along with Zayn and Harry, but he had then turned around and moved along the cars, clambering down once he was sure it was clear of zoms, and then rushing down the wasteland towards the two small figures by the forest edge.

"Dikhead." Zayn repeated the name, and Harry had given him a sad look, a frown very low on his lips and tears in his eyes. Zayn wanted to cry too, but there was so much adrenaline in their bodies they couldn't built up the strength to cry. They'd do it later, when they could breath.

"We gotta go, come on." Zayn had risked letting go of Niall, and jumped one of the cars, Harry helping him steady himself once he got to his roof. But when they were about to climb down the car, they noticed Niall was still standing a car away, still looking back at the pack of zombies, something dark in his eyes they new wasn't good.

"Niall? Come on we have to go! Please!" Harry sounded so desperate, and he had taken a step towards the blond, but Zayn grabbed at his bicep, shaking his head silently with a warning look shining across his eyes.

"Let him do it himself, he-he needs to be in his own head right now." Zayn explained in a whisper, and Harry didn't object, just nodded and climbed down the car with the tanned man, them both waiting a few minutes before they heard the clunk of Niall's feet hitting the roof of the car they had gotten off of, the blond finally hitting the soil.

They then silently rushed there way towards the kids and Liam, it taking them a couple minutes before they had skidded to a stop in front of the three. Liam had his back facing them, and his muscles looked so stiff under his shirt they thought they'd burst through.

"Harwy?" A small voice squeaked, and Harry whipped his head down to see the little girl-his little girl walking up to him with tears still slipping down her rosy cheeks, bottom lip wobbling.