Fame

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niall horan;

He woke up to the sound of whispering, shuffling, and small groans of protest.

Niall opened his left eye first, looking around to see that Liam was struggling to grab his sword that was laying on the floor of the cave. Zayn was whispering to a quiffed, blue eyed scrawny man who was beside him, and a curly haired lanky man was trying to get out of his restraints.

Now all of them were awake.

That just adds onto the pressure.

He opened his right eye and now he was staring with bloodshot eyes at the four men. His eyes were crusty and itchy from his crying last night, and he was sore from all the combat he did.

But he still slowly stood up, glaring at the bounty hunters as they froze and looked up upon him.

"N-Niall?" The curly haired one asked, his voice was low like Harry's.

"Your friends have told me you all are my brothers. My band mates in the old days. Before First Night." Niall said, looked up and down at the curly man.

The men all looked at each other, blinked, then looked back at Niall with confused and saddened expressions.

"It is us, Niall. It's me... Harry, Harry Styles." The lanky, curly haired man said. They look to be telling the truth also.

"And you? You must be my dead best friend Louis Tomlinson?" Niall asked sarcastically.

All four of them winced.

Niall looked at them questionably and then turned his gaze to the ground.

"I'm not dead Niall. I'm alive. Louis Tomlinson, alive and right here right now, starring at my best mate since 2010." The small man said.

Niall's glare softened.

"N-no. The Louis I know got his head caved in by a baseball bat!" Niall shouted. The man winced again.

"I got up, and I went looking for you, Niall. I searched everywhere until I couldn't walk any longer. Now, me and the lads met up and found each other. The reason we're here. Is to find you." The man said, his eyes welling up with tears.

Niall already had tears falling down his cheeks. Sniffling and letting out whimpers.

"I-I don't believe you. My best friends aren't murderers like you bastards!" Niall growled out to them and again, they all seemed to recoil on Niall's hurtful words. But it was true, all four of them were labeled as "bounty hunters" meaning, their job is to kill zombies.

"Niall please, I know it's been years and years since you've last seen us but please. You know it's us!" Zayn shouted.

Niall had enough of this bullshit.

He quickly grabbed his katana sword and whirled it around till it was pointed at the black haired man, saying he was Zayn Malik. Niall had enough of his shit yesterday!

The man stiffened, along with the three around him.

"I had enough of your bullshit! My. Friends. Are. Dead. And you are not my friends all you are, are murderers who kill harmless teens!" Niall screamed and shook the sword inches from the mans face.

"I hate you all, I hate you all more than all the other thousands of men I killed! Saying you are my best friends, betraying them like that! I hope you all become one of those things and rot out here!" Niall was crying harshly, tears soaked the front of his GameLand t-shirt.

The men had tears pricking at their eyes, the man beside the black haired one, the one with the sea blue eyes. He was already crying, his eyes looking up at Niall in confusion and sadness.