Lams- Chapter Two

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Idk what to put rn except I'm up early writing and I might misspell words and forget to go back and fix them. And why do I think Alex would propose like that? Also in this fanfiction the ages are: Keith=18, Lance=17, Alex=19, John=18. Enjoy!

John's POV

Alex and I were prepared for the zombie apocalypse. We had our bunker set years ago, food, things to do when we are bored, double barrel shotguns, pistols, other shit that I don't feel like describing cuz I don't know their names, and 2 beds.

Usually only one of them are used.

Alex and I are dating if you didn't know. Have been for a few years. I cant remember my life without him.

Oh I almost forgot as well as Alex and I here there is also Shelly. She is my pet turtle. And she is better than any turtle ever. Ever.

"Hey Alex" I look up from what I'm doing, fashioning sticks into arrows with a knife since Alex knows how to use a bow and I kind of do but I'm a terrible shot.

"Yeah?" he looks at me with his perfect light violet eyes, his raven black hair pulled back into a ponytail.

"How much food we got left?" I ask truly concerned. Alex leaves and checks the storage room.

Once he comes back I've finished the arrow, and started on a new one.

"Not enough to last us the year" He shakes his head sadly.

I sigh. "Want me to go out and get some?"

"We can wait can't we?" he asks me, afraid to go out.

"It would be best to go now before its all gone" I grumble.

"Fine then ill go" he starts toward the stairs up to the hatch.

I grab his arm and pull him towards me. He blushes.

"Come back to me ok? Alexander Hamilton you better be back before dark"

"Don't worry mom" He smirks

I kiss him.

Alex's POV

John Laurens is kissing me. And I'm kissing him back.

I pull away " I best be going"

"Be back soon, Oh and here" John throws me a pistol. I cock it. Badass Alex Mode Activate.

I crack open the hatch, peek around, then throw it open and shoot a zombie nearby. They fall to the ground. I climb out.

I close the hatch behind me. It's impossible to open from the outside, John and I have a secret code. Morse code. short-short-short, short-short-short-short, short, short-long-short-short, short-long-short-short, long-short-long-long. Shelly.

I run toward the warehouse, where John and I get food because anyone one who actually survived don't want to take the time to enter through the fire escape ladder and haul it upwards just in case zombies can climb ladders.

But John and I do it every time we don't have enough food to last us the year. We could do it every time we don't have enough to last the month. But we scare ourselves and think: What if someone else found it and took it all?! What if all the food is rotten?! Etc..

We have found seeds and have started our own vegetable and fruit garden.

I haul myself through the window on the second platform and take the ladder down. This is the only way in. The big truck doors are to hard to open.

Most adults got taken by the zombies first but some are still alive. Almost all the teens are gone as well but some of us still live.

I land on the floor and walk the aisles in search of anything we need and when I do i throw it into my drawstring bag.

Once im done I climb back up the ladder. I clamber out the window and spring down the steps and start to push the ladder down.

I don't notice the zombie beneath the platform against the wall.

I climb down the ladder and push it up after me, putting the bar to bring it down back in my hiding spot.

I start to head back no zombies in sight so I walk. Little did I know that the zombie underneath me had followed me.

I reached the hatch and bend down to start to knock out the code. Short-short-short, short-short-short-short, short....

I feel a sharp pain in my ankle. I look and behind me to see a zombie chewing into my ankle.

I whirl my pistol out and shot him and he goes limp I shot him in the head. It's too late. I look down to a bleeding bite mark. I screech.

"JOHN!!!!!"

He slowly peeks open the hatch.

"Alex...?"

John's POV

I see the bite mark before he says anything. It's too late for him.

"Give me your bag" I whisper

He does so. We are both crying.

"Im so sorry.. I thought it was clear.... I-i.."

I cut him off with a kiss. The last kiss.

"Goodbye Alex. I love you."

I close the hatch.

A/N: Well this story might get really sad at first..next part is Klance...Rip Alex.. :'c


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