Virus (Narry Zombie AU)

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

So, it’s almost like an update everyday for week? Yep.

Anywhore, read my ziall story?

Dedication to: @JessDaCookieMonster (thanks for clearing that up), @ForeverUnited93 (sorry for the scare), @Midnight-thalie (your comments make my day), @1directionmyhusband (soon enough? Ha) and @sort-of-weird (close, so very close)

Word count: 1,912

Pages on word: 6

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WARNING: CUTENESS OVERLOAD AHEAD

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~Harry~

I woke up from my sleep feeling content, but then soon confusion soon swept over me. I was no longer cuddled into the gorgeous blonde but rather into one of his jumpers. I sat up quickly, my head spinning from sitting up too fast and looked around the room. Liam was sitting in the corner awake, reading an old tattered book and the other two were sleeping soundly. But there was no sign of my blonde boy. Panic rose up in my chest. What if someone came in and took him? What if they hurt him? What if he left? My breathing was coming out short and labored, my mind clouded with dark thoughts and worries. I stood up, glancing around for his bag only to see it was gone, just like him. I whimpered, tears welling up in my eyes. I muttered small ‘no no no’s while I looked in every nook and cranny to find the boy or his bag. To find anything that tells me he’s okay, that he didn’t leave me. That he would be back. But I found nothing, only furthering my worries and frustrations. Tears gently streamed down my cheek, leaving small trails in the dirt that was caked on my face. I sat down in the corner I had fallen asleep in with the boy and curled in on myself, soft sobs echoing through the room. Someone must have heard me because moments later, a hand was placed on my back rubbing soothingly and a voice called out my name gently. Liam. I didn’t know whether the fact that it was Liam made me happy or if it made me more upset. It must have been the latter because I sobbed harder, my whole body shaking.

“Shhh, what’s wrong?” he asked gently.

“He-he he’s gone! H-how c-could h-he just-t up-p an-and le-leave m-m-me?” I questioned brokenly between my sobs.

“Ah, Haz. It’s okay, he’s coming back. I promise, I talked to him before he left. He just went out to get more supplies, he didn’t want you being hungry or thirsty is all.” He reassured, hands rubbing circles in my back. I looked up, eyes asking a silent question of ‘really?’ and he nodded. A smile broke out on my face knowing that he didn’t leave me forever, that he was coming back, and that he was risking a lot just for me. I smiled thankfully and got up, taking a seat next to the small wall that faced the door and sat down. I stared at the door and just waited, waited for my leprechaun to come back.

~Niall~

Shit, that fucking hurt. My shoulders were slammed back against the wall, the brute’s repulsive face in my face. I glared at the man, cursing myself for not killing him earlier.

“Where’s your crew? All alone and defenseless without them huh?” he taunted, like he figured out the meaning of life or some shit. I smiled, a sickening sweet smile that caused a shiver to roll through his body.

“You know, I could say the same thing. Now, there is no one stopping me from killing you this time. You were safer when I wasn’t alone.” I practically sang. I saw a wave of fear flash through his eyes and his hands started shaking slightly- almost unnoticeably, but I noticed it. I smirked, god he practically oozed fear right now. I hooked my leg around his leg through his legs, and brought my leg down pulling him to his knee. I spun us around and shoved him up against the wall, him now on his knees. “Isn’t this unfortunate?” I questioned sweetly, but it wasn’t a sugar kind of sweet, more like a sinister sweetness. His eyes widened comically, fear swimming in his dull, murky brown eyes. I pulled my gun from its hiding spot, holding in the wince when I touched the skin behind it that had most certainly bruised from when I was shoved up against the wall. Tears welled up in the man’s eyes, his bottom lip quivering but I no longer had any sympathy for the man. I had let him off with a warning back in the freezer, and I had made a promise. And I don’t break promises, and hell. I really wanted to kill him when he touched my Harry, and now I can.