The Falling Stars (The Vamps and One Direction Zombie Apocalypse)

Chapter 48- Everyone Hates Everyone

Despite the fact that I had cheated too, Brad and Niall were sort of on my side. A huge fight had broken out between Brad and James, a feud which I was not sure would ever end, especially since Brad had put two and two together about the baby.

Harry had decided it was also his time to come forward about sleeping with Ellie, and you could pretty much say that Brad and Ellie had just about split up on the given fact that there was a huge screaming match which lasted about two hours, to which both parties returned from, eyes streaming with tears and in the case of Ellie, with mascara running down her cheeks in trails.

Niall was surprisingly understanding, although he was understandably hurt by the news that L and I had been together for a short time. He told me he had suspected something by the way we had acted around each other for the few weeks before they had split up, and how that night we had all woken on the floor naked he had realised. He told me that L never did anything if she didn’t have a completely honest reason, and that was her way of telling him that she cared about them both. I had often struggled with the fact that she still had feelings for Niall. She was completely new at this, and I needed to accept the fact that you can want more than one person at a time. Also, I knew she was in love with him, if not now, but she had been, and I did not know if she loved me, if even the same way, and sometimes that hurt me.

I explained the whole situation to Niall, how it was only that week they were all away really and we had only kissed a few times. He said it was fine because he loved someone else at the time also, although when asked he would never say who.

I spent my time over the next few days, comforting the hurt. I was mad at James, I really was, and L was too but we knew we needed to look at the bigger picture so we skimmed over our feelings and set about helping Brad cheer up. We organised regular jamming sessions (with Niall on guitar in replacement of James for the time being) and tried to cheer him up with fun games and took him out shooting to get rid of anger a few times, but nothing worked.

It was by the third time I found him drunk and crying on the roof I decided we should talk to Jake, who had been staying in his make shift lab with Louis for the past two dramatic weeks, who immediately gave him a pack of anti depressants from the armies extensive medical supply and told him he required bed rest.

From then on Niall and Tristan were to look after him as Louis had personally requested me to join him and Jake in the help to build the cure distributer. Which meant I was sleeping on a hard hospital bench every night but also meant that every minute we spent slaving, fixing wires, building electrical equipment from scratch, we were one step closer to curing the world.

Casey sidled down to the lab one day and announced that she was bored of arguments and was staying with us. We didn’t have much work left to do so she spent most of her time sitting there with me doing nothing but she was good company and brought us shit loads of sweets so we didn’t mind so much that she was their.

The only real downside of us staying down there, was that Jake had gone ultra dragon mood and wasn’t letting anyone in, so I hardly got to see L for two weeks after or check if Brad was okay or anything. I often saw Ellie though, looking rough with dark circles under her eyes, hand around her six month baby bump, back curled with the weight and struggling with the effort of doing it all alone. I knew that people like L and Ava would be supportive of Ellie, but she was too proud. If I guessed rightly, she was dealing with it all herself and brushing off all help that came her way because she was strong and independent and wouldn’t accept it for anything despite the fact that she probably needed it.

One day, after two weeks of solid work and completely out of the blue, Jake kicked us out. His mad scientist-dragon thing seemed to have sent him around the bend, his black hair in wild spikes and his dark brown eyes crazed as he announced he needed to work solo from now on. He threw all our things out into the corridor and shoved us out, but by the stares of the passing Ava and Tristan, we didn’t look any better than he did.

I took a shower in one of the bathrooms to rid myself of the feeling of the science lab, taking extra care around the scabs where my drips had been attached during my week long state of malnourishment after the inoculation. I looked into one of the mirrors after my shower, my hair too long, a dark shadow of stubble over my jaw. I removed it, and cut my hair messily, leaving awkward chunks of long and short where I had struggled with it, but not really caring as I walked back to my long abandoned room in nothing but a towel.

I entered the room, expecting to find it cold from two weeks of not being there, but instead finding it occupied. L was curled in the blankets, my pillow close to her chest, her eyes closed and fast asleep.

I crept towards my bag, stirring through the random crap and foil packets and sweet wrappers until I found some boxers and pulled them on, along with a tshirt which laid on the floor. She stirred, her hair falling over her face, her eye opening as she brushed it away with her left hand.

“Connor? Is that you?” she whispered, lifting her head up and looking at me. I expected a nice, even moving or romantic greeting perhaps, but she burst out laughing and pointed at me, a hand over her mouth as she tried to stifle the sounds. “What on earth happened to your hair?!”

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A crash woke us late that night, or early in the morning however you saw it. L clutched my bicep as we crawled out of the sheets, finding out clothes on the floor and pulling them roughly on as Jake’s voice yelled out

“C’mon! Everyone up! I have news!” We ran out into the corridor to see him smashing dustbin lids together to create an almighty racket which succeeded in waking everyone up, where he proceeded to lead us all into one of the meeting rooms.

It was the first time in a month I had seen everyone in the same room together, let alone like this. We knew by the lights in Jake’s eyes that it was something good, and a kind of frail anticipation buzzed through us like heroine had been injected into our veins.

“I’ve done it, it’s ready” Jake said, a huge smile stretching his cracked lips.

The room exploded with the first real hint of an emotion I had not seen in a year and nearly six months.

Happiness

A/N Last Chapter publishes tommorow! Either the morning if I remember before school or evening as usual! Thanks for reading! P.s There will also be an epilogue of sorts published directly after the final chapter!

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~Lia xxx