Agony (Hiatus Over)

Chapter Two

I used to dance. Before the outbreak. Ballet. People would make fun of me for it they would call me a prissy ballerina it truly sucked. They said dance sucked and it wasn't a real sport.

What they didn't know was that I didn't just dance, no I performed, I breathed. I watched the world disappear, I released my feelings. I lead with my heart. I tore down my walls just for a moment. I lost the pain, I smiled.

So no I didn't just dance I did so much more. I felt it from the very top of my head to the very tips of my toes. I put all my sadness all of my anger into the music. I let go of everything.

I awoke in some type of office. Probably the stores office.

I looked straight up and saw the most beautiful pair of emerald slash Jade eyes I have ever seen. You know how people with green eyes have like glecks of brown. No not him he had Crystal clear green eyes.

He held a bottle of water up to my lips and I sipped the water. He nodded approvingly.

The he turned around and grabbed something.

He turned around and in his hand he held a rather large Bandage. I noticed how his fingers were clad in rings. He removed the damp cloth from my head and replaced it with the bandage.

I saw on the cloth the red liquid I had seen many times before. Except this time the injury wasn't self inflicted.

"As soon as you screamed a larger group of the walking dead came in. Luckily I got you before they could. Can't say the same for the man though." " When I feel it's safe we'll leave out the back door and hop on my motorcycle. M'kay" he says.

I nod. "Not one f'words I see" he say ls eyes gleaming. "It's not like that I just haven't heard my voice in a long time." I say hoarsly stuttering through the whole sentence.

He goes to take the rag from my hand and I flinch back so hard you can almost hear it. "S'alright luv m'not gonna hurt ya." He says sympathetically.

I gulp and nod in response.

I take the time to study his features. His face is caked in dirt and blood along with his chocolate curls and shirt. He's wearing an zip up jacket that is halfway zipped up over his shirt.

He has on jeans tighter than mine and that's saying something.

He also has on a pair of worn out dark brown boots.

His jawline is so sharp it could cut through the moon. His chin comes down to a point. His skin right now is flawless.

He probably had a lot of acne growing up though. He has heart shaped lips. His lips are a dark pink and they're full too. He kinda looks like he's wearing lipstick.

I look him over again and I stopped at his eyes his green orbs burning into mine. Realization hits me and I blush he watched me stare him down for a good five minutes.

The pink that once tinted my cheeks is now full on red along with my ears I just wish the room was darker.

I go to fix my beanie but then realise it's been tossed to the floor. Probably while he was trying to get a good look at my wound. That was probably over exaggerated just a bit.

He licks his lips and then he coughs awkwardly. Then I wonder what it would be like to kiss his lips they look soft like clouds.

I mentally scold myself I've just met him and besides I don't even know his name.

Almost as if he had read my mind he say " m'names harry by the way." " My name is aries yes like the zodiac sign but my parent were into all that mythology stuff. Anyways people called me Ari."

He gives me a sad look after I said that people called me Ari. Emphasis on the past tense

He starts putting supplies away along with my water in my bags. " You can have some food out of my bag if you'd like." I have stutter.

Cringing slightly at myself he says thanks and grabs the banana.

" Thank you for saving me Harry" " your welcome anyone would have done it to your what fifteen." " I'm actually nineteen thank you very much." I scoff.

"Oh my apologies." He says sarcastically.

Our banter is cut off by banging on the door. Moans and groans are made and they're definitely not from a human being.

All of a sudden the door busts open and Harry says," oh shit."