Kyler
“Oh, Its a right up ahead,” I said to Niall who was driving. When we had stopped for potty breaks a mile from London, everyone was asleep. Alex had brought a laptop with her so I took it and looked up a map so we wouldn't get lost in the huge city of London.
“There it is!” I cried as we pulled up to Heathrow airport. We pulled up to the drop off zone. There were some zombies in sight but we parked a little ways off. I quietly slipped out of the car and closed the door slowly. I tiptoed to the back door and was glad to see the others waiting. We quickly single filled to the nearest door. Locked. I tried a few more. Locked. Our plain was good on getting there, but getting in, was a different matter.
Alex
I whispered a curse. Locked again. I knew it was too dangerous for too big of a group to run around looking for open doors or people inside so I grabbed a very determined Zayn and we ran through the rain to the doors. Checking every one of them, but staying away from the crowd of Zombie’s. with the others staying in the car ready to bolt if need be.
“Locked,” I whispered to Zayn when we regrouped after he checked another door. Zayn gave me a sad look.
“Mine was too.”
“Hey, we are going to find her.” I whispered. Zayn nodded and we rounded a corner looking for another door. The rain was falling heavily now and I had to raise my voice a little so Zayn could hear me. “We need a map!” I said in frustration.
“No, we need a plan,” Zayn said as we ran under an abandoned plain for shelter.
“Bang on the doors?” I asked.
“But, how do we do it loud enough for inside rather than outside?” Zayn asked.
“I got an idea,” I said grabbing his arm and running back into the rain to the building. I ran around the corner looking for the perfect window. “There!” I said. I arrived at a leg. It was used for decoration, to put flowers and things on top and there was a window right above it. “Give me a boost.” I whispered in Zayn’s ear. Zayn put his hands together and and I put my foot in it. I jumped up alittle and Zayn propelled me to the top. I grabbed a hold of the ledge and pulled myself up. “I will be back in a sec!” I called down to Zayn. The rain now was hitting harder than ever and I could barely hear myself think. I ran to the window. I peered inside. I couldn't see much, but I could see chairs and for the most part an empty gates waiting area. I banged on the window, and peered into the building again. There was a figure in the background. “Yes!” I said to myself. I banged on the window again the figure began to walk towards me. I dont like the way that it moves, I thought. I banged on the glass again hoping to speed the person up, but instead it kept shuffling towards me. My stomach dropped as it got closer and walked into the wall. From the rain and glass I couldn't hear it or see it clearly. But, it didn't behave normally. I ran back across the ledge, and jumped to the ground below. Zayn gave me a questioning look and I shook my head the rain grew heavier still and Zayn pulled me under the lege.
“What happened?” He called to me over the noise from the rain hitting the metal above us.
“Nothing. I saw something, but it acted like a zombie. I couldn't see inside that well.” I cried. Zayn’s face fell.
“No, not Perrie.” He said.
“There’s still hope. Come on lets get in.” I said. Zayn nodded and he gave me another boost to the top of the lege. I grabbed his baseball bat, and with alot of foul trys, I eventually was able to help Zayn onto the ledge. “Dam! Does it always rain this hard!” I called to Zayn. He smiled,
“It just rains a lot.” I ground, but because of the rain Zayn didn't hear me. We creeped up to the ledge and peered inside the figure was in a different place now, no longer by the window. Zayn stood and moved me to the side so I stood behind him and using the bat he began to smash the window. The window gave in and I crawled into the building with Zayn close behind, careful not to touch the shattered glass. “Relief!” I said as I rang out my hair, water pouring onto the ground from it. I heard an unsettling moun behind me, leaving a chill down my back.
“Alex!”
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Alex
FanfictionFighting, Karate-Kid, Tomboy, and Thief. Yup, that’s me. I only care about a few things in my life. My friends, my siblings, my niece, my life. Period. The end, final. My mother left when I was very young. My father is a workaholic that left us. So...