Survivors (One Direction/Zombie)

Chapter 16

Winnie's POV


When I heard the screaming, I instantly ran in.

At first I thought the Grayies had gotten in, and nothing stopped my heart more than that fear. We couldn't lose the only safe haven we have in this god forsaken place. I doubt we'd survive long. A group as big as ours attracts more monsters than we can handle.

When I rushed in, I saw Louis on the ground, thrashing and holding his head in pain.

Scarlett looked like she was about to cry, holding Louis and rocking him back and forth trying to calm him down. It was an unusual sight, considering that Scar didn't even show that much intimacy to the twins. She's a good person, but she doesn't like to show affection.

I can understand, it's a weakness.

Viv was already there, looking helpless as she watched the scene. I don't know what is wrong with Lou, but it didn't seem like something we knew how to handle. Give us something to kill, we have your back. We haven't faced anything like this.

Louis was shouting about someone bleeding, but the way he rambled made me fear it was all in his head. Insanity isn't uncommon.

I actually remember someone who used to be in the group that went crazy. She ended up pinning herself to the wall by staking nails through her hands. Before she died from blood loss, I remember her muttering something about being Jesus and saving us all.

Crazy definitely wasn't something unusual in the end of the world.

Eventually Louis quieted down, and passed out.

At the same time, Harry rushed in with Jack, who instantly went to inspecting him.

By this time, I assume everyone heard Louis' wails, and were all waiting outside the door.

"Win, can you tell his mates that he's okay? I don't think it suits them to be worried." Jack pleaded, him and Harry carefully carrying Louis and placing him on the bed.

I nodded and walked out, of course being mobbed by three other boys.

"What happened? I heard screaming." Zayn rushed, trying to look past me.

"It was Louis wasn't it? Do we have a breach? Is he bit?" Liam rambled, tears already threatening to spill.

"Does he need to be amputated like Declan?" Niall cried, all while trying to push past me.

"Hey, hey, hey!" I yelp, shoving Niall back. Let's get this straight. I do not like to be touched.

Niall apologized sheepishly and they all took a step back, waiting patiently for what I had to say.

"Louis is fine." They all breathed a sigh of relief, but I could still tell that they were worried for their friend.

"So what happened?"

"As far as I can tell, he suffered a mental break down." I explained carefully,

Niall looked like he was about to start shouting again so I quickly interrupted

"I'm not sure what caused it, but since all this," I waved around motioning to the situation, "happened, I guess I can understand the collapsing and wailing incoherent things."

The boys looked somber, and Zayn left without a word. He was always kept to himself during hardships.

"Well, may I come in? I might be able to diagnose?" Liam pleaded, and with a curt nod from myself, he hurried in.

"Guess it's just you and me." Niall joked weakly.

"Well, I guess I'm just going to have to think of something to pass the time eh?" I gave him a smirk, and he lights up. I try to push down the feeling I get when I see him smile and focus on thinking up something to do.

He isn't very good with a gun, but giving him a lesson seemed pointless since he already had one this morning. And we couldn't go outside for obvious reasons. No need to attract anymore Grayies, I doubt the fence will hold out for that long.

That's when it hit me.

"Follow me." I grinned.





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"I knew Declan was loaded, but holy crap." Niall said in awe as I lead him throughout the garage.

It wasn't an average garage, but more like a huge storage space, filled with different cars of colors, shapes, and sizes. The floor was polished wood, and each car looked like it wasn't meant for driving, but for display.

There was a small bunker near the far corner that resembled a small apartment. According to Declan, he used to damage these cars often because he didn't actually care and the mechanic had to live here to fix, polish and take care of the cars.

I'm not complaining. The fridge was stocked up on hot pockets, that I like to keep to myself and the twins.

The rest of the garage was filled with old and broken objects. Some were magnificent toys from Declan's childhood that had long since broken. There was a hot tub with a hole in it and funky filtering system, an old go cart with a missing wheel and a leaking fuel tank, and rows upon rows of bikes. Sport equipment took up half a wall, filled with bats (which come in handy), footballs, soccer balls, basket balls, any kind of ball you can think of.

Who knew how much stuff was actually here and if it worked or not?

Which is why it's my job to do inventory. Though it's completely boring.

"This is insane." Niall chuckled, looking around with wide eyes. I giggled and nodded in agreement.

"My favorite room in the house by far."

"Probably my favorite now too." Niall said softly, walking up and down the aisles and inspecting each broken toy or appliance.

"Holy crap a go cart?" He said enthusiastically, rushing over to it.

"Yeah, but it's broken. Fuel tank is busted and I can't find that damned other wheel." I sigh, looking longingly at the sad mistreated cart.

"Pfft, I can fix this easy. I used to help my uncle a lot with cars and stuff. Not only that, but that man could fix anything you gave him. His hands were magic." Niall said seriously, and I could just imagine Niall as a kid, or preteen, helping his faceless uncle.

"Then lets do it." I mumble softly, holding his gaze.

"Do what?"

"Let's fix it. Let's fix everything." His eyes light up and a grin spreads across his face. Without warning, he grabs my waist and pulls me towards him, giving me a bone crushing hug and resting his chin on my shoulder.

I was about to protest, not liking to be touched, but something about the way he held me close and how our bodies molded together made me blush and grin like crazy.

He pulls away, but his face was still close to mine. I could feel his warm breath fanning over my face, smelling like peppermint.

"Let's do it." He smiled.

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