Just a Game (One Direction Horror)

Chapter 21

A/N Oh my gosh it’s been so long! I’m sorry!!!! Well this is going to be our transitional chapter. Ya know that novelette that I was gonna do? I’m just gonna stick it in this book. It’s called “The breaking point.” so after this chapter which is strictly jag. Chapters will be split in half. Half will be jag and the other half will be stuff from tbp. I hope you like it, I came up with the story line like ya know, a million months ago. But whatevs, so how many reads does JAG have? 5.3K!!! WHAT!?!?!?!? hahaha I’m so happy. When I started this book I was expecting 1K reads tops when I had finished. But, the story line’s only half way over, not even that. So YAY! like just, yes. Anyways thank you for all the votes and the comments I really appreciate it. Vote comment follow fan, do whatever, whatever forever!!!~Mik

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*WARNING: Excessive profane language is used in this chapter. You have been warned.*

 

*Liam’s POV*

 

As the door breaks open and the zombies come flooding in he looks at me before slamming his baseball bat into some zombies head.

 

“By the way.” He says taking another swing. “The name’s Christian.”

 

“Liam.” I say back as a zombie comes charging at me and I slam my foot into it’s chest pushing it back.

 

I look around the store frantically trying to find some type of way out that doesn’t end in us dying. “Yo mate duck.” I hear Christian yell before I see his baseball bat swinging my way.

 

My eyes widen and I throw my head down out of the way, and look up to see the baseball bat collide with a zombies face, causing it to stumble backwards onto the floor.

“We have to get out of here.” I yell, over the roaring growls of the monsters. I lunge forward and start booking it towards the back of the store and grab Christian by the shirt. I can feel Christian’s feet stumbling trying to catch up as I desperately pull him forward. I get pulled back as Christian hits the floor.

 

I look down to see Christian trying frantically to get back up. “Come on!” I shout grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him back up.

 

We keep running, but soon run out of places to run to. The distance between the zombies and us is rapidly decreasing. I look around, desperately trying to find some way to get out, and at each passing second my heart beat gets faster and faster.

 

“In here!.” I hear Christian yell before he yanks on my arms and I go tumbling into a room.

 

I get up and look around to see that we’re in a small restroom. Christian’s got his back against the door. I see him hit his head against the back of the door and slowly sink to the floor.

 

“Welp, we’re screwed.” He says nonchalantly, his brown hair flopping back and forth over his forehead.

 

“No we’re not, we can get out of here.” I say pacing back and forth, snapping my fingers trying to come up with something. I look around the room.