Survival of the fittest (A One Direction,TWD, and TVD zombie apocalypse story)

Saved!

HELLO PEOPLE! This chapter is going to be pretty interesting, lots of action! The next chapter however, will be back into the walking dead/Lia's world for.....certain reasons....which you'll find out as soon as you finish reading so let's go! P.S. Watch the gif and YouTube video to fully understand the ending scene! ;) P.P.S. Warning: Strong language used in this chapter!

Previously in Survival of the Fittest:

Harry's POV:

  "I'm sorry." He says. He pushes me into Eleanor making us both fall down and takes off sprinting very fast into the woods. "Louis!" We all yell. Liam takes off after him. "Stay together!" He calls off running. Niall helps me and Eleanor up. We watch and wait for our friends to come back; that is up until we start to hear moaning and twigs snapping from a distance behind us. "Shit." 

Niall's POV:

  Fucking Louis, he better come back! What? Of course I curse, I'm Irish! I stand by Zayn and look at Tom who just sighs and shakes his head dissapprovingly. 

Tom's POV:

  Kids these days, such drama queens. I hope Zara found her peace. Ughh if only I actually was Loki, oh the things I would do....ehehehe, oww, my thigh hurts terribly from that wanker John. Fuck him.

Zayn's POV: (Hah! you weren't expecting that were you?)

  Where am I? Why is everything so dark? Why can't I move?? I try opening my eyes, but they stay closed, that's when I start to feel exploding pain in my stomach. Crap, is my last thought as the pain slowly makes me slip back into darkness.

Harry's POV:

  Jeez! Louis can push! I jump to my feet and hold a hand out to Eleanor helping her to her feet. She stands up, brushes off her clothes and apparently starts to having World War III going on in her mind as her facial expressions constantly change. 

Eleanor's POV: 

  What. The. Flipping. Shit. Balls. Just. Happened?! Louis just, h-he just, gahh I can't even think normally! Did he really just leave me here?! I mean don't get me wrong, its not like I dislike any one here. Especially Tom, with his Loki costume still on, but in tatters, his black hair all messy, that hair that he's currently running his long slender fingers across, I wonder how soft his hair is? Maybe its like silky-WAIT! LOUIS! Right, Focus. Do not look at the gorgeous creature standing next to you, do not even think about him-oh wait! Just did, dang.

  DAMMIT ELEANOR, LOUIS JUST LEFT, YOU IDIOT! Oh right! That bastard. How dare he leave me behind! WHEN not if, WHEN he comes back, I'm going to kick his ass. He is going to feel so bad, he'll be singing in falsetto for the rest of his life! Hell hath not seen Eleanor's fury, bitches! Hell hath-"Shit." Niall interrupts my very violent thoughts. "What?" I ask. "Shh, listen." Tom says, holding his finger up to his lips. We all stay pin drop silent, that's when we hear it, moans.

  The sounds of walker moans and twigs snapping are coming from behind us and the sides, while from in front of us we hear, bang bang bang! Multiple gun shots are being fired, drawing the walkers to come towards us. I look back at Harry, Tom, and Niall who is standing by Zayn's unconscious form protectively. What do we do now? Liam told us to stay put, but we're trapped! Should we go towards the sounds of bullets firing which better not be from Liam or Louis unless they are killing walkers, or should we take our chances with the walkers?

  A look of understanding passes all of us. The gunshots mean humans, which means safe, which means food :) And medical treatment for Zayn, but food as well :) Oh my, I sound like Nialler. Harry puts Zayn over his shoulder again with one hand, and holds his machete with his other, while Niall puts his arm around Tom's shoulders again, holding a long knife and Tom still has the gun he took off one of John's men. I go in front of them with my bow and arrow at the ready determined to protect my friends. We start running towards the gunshots.