Virus (Narry Zombie AU)

Chapter 40

Chapter 40 already? Oh man.

So, now that we’ve had such action/drama/angst packed chapters…. I’m going to slow down the drama and sadness. Seriously, this story is even starting to make me sad when I reread my chapters.

So big fat dedication to, the amazing, incredible, irreplaceable: @cait111 (you were the only one to make yourself into a zombie, so congrats to that)

Also, dedicated to: @KingCommenter, @Narryismylife101 (I liked the joke btw), @NataliaNJH (p.s I really appricaite your comments on every single chapter- of all of my stories that you read anyway :P), @iwillbeapuddle (lol), @NarryYo, @SmilingNiallxxx, @niallhoran0200, @5secsLol, & @NarryDirectioner123

You all are incredible! I wish I could dedicate it to everyone that comments!

_8_ pages on word with a grand total of _2,514_ words! Yay!

Now, I honestly hope you enjoy this story as much as I was hoping.

Thank you guys!

Fanfiction #302, Teen fiction #469

There’s some changing POV’s in this chapter, and some third person as well. I hope you guys enjoy it! :)

Just some info before you read:

No one has seen what Niall looks like now, they didn’t see him when they helped him escape because it was too dark, and the last time Liam saw him was before he was beaten

Harry, Louis, and Zayn have no idea what happened to Niall, they just went with it because Liam gave them a choice to stay or go with him

Niall still has a serum running through his bloodstream, and is very badly hurt

Louis and Liam have figured out why Niall cut up Louis’ leg, Zayn has some ideas but hasn’t come to a conclusion yet.

Hope that helped clear up any confusion.

Also, I’m actually a natural blonde ;P

 Now, read on.

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~Third person POV~

Light trickled in through the dirt caked, stained windows that had somehow managed to stay intact. The walls in the small building were dirty, stained brown with mold and mildew in the cracks and corners from the elements. Small water or air bubbles littered the wallpaper, like giant bubbles waiting to be popped. The building was missing half of the roof; half of the room was waterlogged and ruined by the elements whereas the other half was in decent condition. The walls were moderately clean, a little darker than the white it once was. Five boys lay scattered in the small room, the sun just barely hitting their slumbering forms. It was sometime the next morning, and all five were mentally and physically exhausted. Sure, there was death everywhere in this new world, but that was from starvation, disease, walkers, brutes and muggers, not from a place that they had called a sanctuary- not from people that were supposed to help them. The other three- meaning Harry, Zayn, and Louis- weren’t informed on much. They were told that Niall was being treated badly, and that the powers controlling the whole safe zone system were corrupt. They were also given a choice- leave with Liam (and help him help Niall escape) or stay and possibly be taken prisoner and tortured for information they didn’t have. The choice then was obvious, and even as they slept on the hard ground- rocks and various debris digging into their skin, surface rough and weathered- they knew they had made the right choice because no matter what, the group hadn’t been complete without the Irish lad; whether they would admit it or not. The warming rays gently danced over the three that had fallen asleep under the open part of the roof, gently settling on their faces. Harry’s eyes began to flutter open, the sun dancing across his eyes begging him to open them and enjoy the warmth that they provided. His eyes fluttered open, revealing the glorious emerald orbs to the world. He fisted up his hands, rubbing at his eyes and yawning- looking much like a small child, or a kitten. A sight, that had anyone seen it, would have made them cry rainbows, puke butterflies, or just coo at the adorable sight. He didn’t move, the fear of waking the blonde- but mostly brunette- boy stopped him. From what he was told- the very limited knowledge- Niall hadn’t gotten much sleep over the past few weeks that they had forged refuge in the safe zone. But then again, Harry would claim that none of them really had gotten much sleep because of what had been on their minds. For Harry, it was confusion and curiosity because of the new girl that had suddenly sprung from nowhere and the distant behavior of Liam. But he didn’t know what caused the others’ sleepless nights. Most nights Liam would whimper and beg in his sleep, small fragments of sentences would slip past his lips. Sometimes tears would leave his closed eyes, and other times he would shake like a leaf in a tornado. Zayn and Louis had their own tossing and turning, most due to the confusion that fogged up their minds, and their guilt. Harry wrapped his arm tighter around Niall’s waist, pulling the boy closer to him. It was a new position for the pair, it was always Niall holding and protecting Harry- somewhere along the way that changed, for now at least. Niall was the broken one, not that he would admit it, but it was something he could easily hide- something he could cure, or Harry could.