Apocalypse (A Harry Styles/One Direction Zombie Apocalypse Story)

Chapter 9

AN: Hey you guys! Sorry it's been awhile but lately I really haven't been bothered to write. Now I feel like i need to update! Soo I probably will be uploading more frequently when I get more time. Hope you enjoy this chapter. I also edited last chapter and added some things to make it go slower and more believable.  Thanks x -Ella

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        We emerged out of the hotel room, dazed and bloody. 

My first priority was to get Harry cleaned up, even though after what had just transpired I felt like curling up in a ball and crying. I needed to be strong. After all, this is a different world now. 

I took hold of Harry's wrist, examining the swollen blisters on his knuckles. 

It made me furious that he had gotten hurt.  He saw the concern in my eyes, and gently pulled my hand off of him. 

"I'm fine. Really. Don't worry about me. Are you ok?"  His mouth moved so beautifully. Every word that came out of It was a melody,his lips conducting the show.

Why did this boy care so much? He treated me as if I've always been close to him. Why?

I looked back Into his eyes and felt so comforted.

"I think I'm fine. Please don't bother me about it. You're the one covered in blood. You need to get a wash. It would help me forget about what just happened if you did that for me."

I meant it. I didn't even want to think about all of the things that sick pervert could have done to me. I think it would be best if we both put it behind us.

"You're right. I'm sorry, I'll take you to Gemma. She'll um.. keep you safe for the time being." I frowned. 

"You don't think I'm capable of protecting myself? Harry I.." He cut me off.

"Calm down, it was just a joke, love."

love. Love. LOVE.

He called me love?

My stomach churned. But in a good way.

He is so charming. Ugh.

He led me up the stairs, holding my hand, making sure I didn't trip.

We passed 3 doors until we reached one with a crooked number 6 plastered on it.

Harry let go of my hand and knocked on the door.

He glanced over at me smiling while we waited.

"What?" I asked, curious as to why he was grinning like a five year old.

"Nothing, you're just-".

The door swung open and there stood Gemma.

"Hi Harry... and ..uh.. Evelyn...right?" She talked in such a solemn manner. Her voice soft and indifferent.

"Yeah. Nice to meet you." I flashed her a half smile, to which she mirrored the gesture.

This girl just looked so sad.

"This is my sister, Gemma. I'm sure you two will get along just fine." Harry said.

"Excuse me, Evelyn." He walked closer to Gemma whispering something in her ear. It was quite obvious what he was telling her.

"I'll be back in a bit, yeah? I'll show you around then. Ok?" He wanted my approval. 

"Sure." I honestly didn't want him to leave, I wish I could've said no, and ran into his arms.

But I had to deal with it.

"Goodbye Evelyn." Harry leaned forward and kissed me ever so softly on the forehead.

I shivered. His lips were so gentle. Oh,how I wanted to kiss him back.

He turned around and went down the stairs, disappearing from my sight.

I turned around, and almost forgot Gemma was there.

"So Evelyn, would you like some tea?" She offered.

"That would be lovely, thank you."

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We sat sipping our tea in the "breakfast buffet" downstairs,  a small little room with a few chairs, a microwave, a coffee maker, and some magazines. 

The table next to me was littered with creamers, packets of sugar, jelly, and plastic utensils.

A bowl of rotten bananas lay shriveled next to an assortment of pretzel bags on the counter.

Gemma was actually a sweet girl, a bit odd at times but I could tell she was trying to compensate for something that had really been bothering her.

She told me that the rest of the band and their crew barely made it out alive. She said she was grateful that she had Harry by her side. He promised that he would never leave her.

In the middle of the conversation her mood changed and she began explaining how her boyfriend was killed, and that he was surrounded and ended up turning into one of those monsters because he wasn't careful enough.

He changed trying to protect her, and she pulled the trigger, ending his life, as he looked her dead in the eye.

I could tell she was saddened by the event, but I wouldn't dare ask what else was the problem.

Our talk was interrupted when we heard noises outside.

I got up to investigate and she followed behind me.

Kicking the door open I noticed Louis, Liam, and Sophia huddled around the fence surrounding the motel.

Making my way towards them I froze in my tracks, and the hair stood up on the back of my neck.

There was a whole mass of monsters heading right towards us, and Harry was nowhere in sight.

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Author's note: New update asap! Sorry if it was short.  Love y'all! -Ella x