***Juli's P.O.V***
I continued down the street. I was covered in Walker blood, not by choice obviously. I had a little run in with a big pack and it was a bit messy. I didn't have to time change and I had realized something. If you have Walker blood on you they pretty much pay you no attention, but when you have human blood they come at you like moths to light or well, zombies to humans.
I looked around at the houses as I passed. They were once beautiful houses, colors of blue, red and yellow once vibrantly shone. But now destruction and vandalism had taken the beauty and replaced it with reality. The street was littered with garbage and bullet shells of the past. Bodies lie on the ground, spirits roam the air, trying to find a place to go.
The past was gone and the present was horrid, little to no good was in this world anymore. Wherever you walked or drove, there was little to no human interaction. Disappointing really, that the world came to that so soon. But it would have come soon enough thanks to the technology advancements, which now, are worthless. My stomach growled and I realized that I haven't eaten today. I pulled my bag to my side and opened it.
"Are you kidding me?" I whisper yelled. I have no food left. None, zip, zero. I was going to have to raid a house, I was going to find a house to sleep in later today but I wasn't really planning on stopping. I don't know exactly where I am, I just know that the nearest houses are quite close. I found a decent sized house, not wanting one too small or two big, and knocked on the door. I was expecting Walkers to smash against the door, I can tell you what I wasn't expecting though.
"Juli?" I looked up and gasped.
"Oh my god.." I said loosing my voice.
"Is that really you?"
I nodded slowly, "Um, yeah. It is." I tried to force a smile.
"You look pretty ruffed up." He smiled opening the door more, "Why don't you come in for a bit and you can get changed and eat?"
"Really?" I asked, "You don't mind?"
"None of us mind," Another voice erupted from somewhere else in the house.
"Come on in." He smiled an moved out of the way to let me in. I got a gut wrenching feeling, but I ignored it. I stepped in and turned to the right to be met with a towering figure.
"Sorry Harry," I apologized and added a smile but his face never changed.
"Come on love," Niall said shutting the door. "Let's get you something to eat." He gently grabbed my hand and led me to the kitchen. I turned around and saw Harry still standing there, his eyes piercing my own. His cold stare was interrupted by Louis grabbing his shoulder and whispering something in his ear and pulled him back.
"Do you think Harry's acting weird?" Niall whispered as he looked through a cabinet.
"I guess he's acting a bit off." I whispered back. The truth was I thought he was acting really weird.
"He's been a bit off since the prison thing." He whispered. "Him and Louis detached from us three and then showed up two days later, when we asked where they'd been the both started to say something different. We didn't think anything of it but he's been acting weirder."
"Oh. Well I guess-" I started to say but I stopped as my eyes flicked closed and another dream, started to form.
Authors Note:
The beginning of the next chapter may be a bit much for some, it does contain slight racy scenes but not that bad. If you think you won't be comfortable then just skip to the non-italicized writing. I just wanted to warn you guys so that you're not like "Oh my god what is this?!"
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! I'll update next Sunday.
ALSO, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE WALKING DEAD PREMIRE TONIGHT! I KNOW I WILL! <3 I LITERALLY CANNOT WAIT! WHO'S YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER AND WHO'S THE LEAST FAVORITE?
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LEAST FAVORITE: I'M NOT FOND OF TARA, *SHRUGS* MIGHT JUST BE ME.
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