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Seven - Fights & Friends

F A W N

The car ride from there was quiet and awkward. Kira sat, a solomn expression plastered on her face, hugging her knees and leaning against the car door. Ashton leaned his elbows on his knees and rested his head in his hands, unhappy. Michael, Luke and Calum were all giddy at the fact that thier best friend is alive, and not ripped apart by the dead. I, however, stayed quiet, trying not to start anymore conflict. I was tired, in ways nobody could imagine. I was tired of the fighting, tired of the events that happened the night before, tired of this stupid apocalypse.

A low groan from the engine startles us all. Calum pulls the truck to the side of the road before it comes to a halt. "What happened, Cal?" Luke asks from the back seat.

"I think the engine over heated." Calum says as he opens the car door and jumps out. He walks round to the front of the car and lifts up the hood. Smoke immediately fills the atmosphere as Calum steps back, coughing. Ashton joins his side, waving smoke out of his face as he leans foward to inspect the vehicle's insides.

"She's buggered," Ashton says after a minute.

"Are you implying that we have to walk from now on?" Michael looks horrified. He throws his head back and lets out an irritated groan.

"What? No, there's another option, right?" Kira says desperately, attempting to be optimistic. Calum shakes his head.

"We're fucked," Luke jokes inappropriately and steps out the car.

"Luke!" I scold, covering Marley's ears. Marley chuckles and climbs onto Michael's back.

"We should start walking then." Kira suggests, walking round to the boot of the car and collecting her backpack. Everyone assembles with their gear, except Ashton. He stands next to the car, gawking at us in disbelief.

"No. No no no no no." Ashton says, raising his eyebrows. The rest of the boys roll their eyes, as if they know what he's going to say.

"Come on, Ash, don't start -" Luke begins to say but is interrupted by Ashton.

"No. I'm not leaving her." He states like a grumpy three-year-old throwing a tantrum.

"It's just a car you sitzpinkler!" Michael says, becoming aggravated.

"She's more than just a car!" He strokes the shiny metal next to the windscreen. "She's my Delilah." His face contorts into one of sadness and dispair. I roll my eyes at the sight of a full grown boy throwing a tantrum because he has to leave his car behind.

"Wait." Kira says squeezing her eyes shut and shaking her head. After e few seconds she opens her eyes and furrows her eyebrows. "What the hell is a 'sitzpinkler'?" She looks at Michael, her face very amusing.

"It's a whimp, you know." He says awkwardly.

"No, I don't actually." She replies.

"It's german for 'a man who sits to pee'. Off that book by John Green, An Abundance Of Katherines." He says a-matter-of-factly.

"So you know German now?" She says, sighing slightly.

"No, actually." He grins while Luke groans.

"You're crazy." Kira breathes, taking in his stupidity and weirdness. We all stand in silence for a moment.

"Back to the car . . ." Calum speaks up.

"Right. Ashton, buddy, just let it go." Luke says. Michael starts to giggle. "Michael, you idiot, I swear to literal jesus if you start singing Frozen I'll rip your head off." Michael's smile is immediately replaces with a look of terror. I feel sorry for him, like a kitten who is being scolded for playing with a ball of wool.