Diseased (Nash Grier FANFIC)

Claw Marks

ALEX'S POV

Everyone rushed over to Taylor.

"I don't feel to hot" he moaned.

A tall skinny girl with dark black hair that fell half way down her back helped him up.

"Here let's go clean you up"

"Thanks Emily." Taylor and Emily disappeared down one of the long halls.

We all sat for a while not sure what to think, then suddenly someone spoke up.

"It's the goddamn zombie apocalypse guys." The bulky kid looked terrified with his realization.

"JC is right. We are in the middle of all of it. If we want to survive we need to stick together; protect each other like a family." Cameron motioned to everyone in the room.

I felt a little out of place, didn't feel like family. I looked away awkwardly and my eyes hit Nash's. He was glaring right at me. he turned his head quickly when I caught him. He was really good looking now that I look at him. Those crystal ocean eyes. And thick milk brown hair that looked like it used to stick up but with lack of attention fell to cover his forehead. He was tall and pretty pale, making his facial features only stick out more.

Just then Emily came out with a scared look on her face.

"Guys. Taylor has claw marks down his arm, he's not....himself." Interrupting her was a loud scream of pain from Taylor.

"Dammit." Cameron cursed under his breath. "

We will put him out on the couch and worry about it tomorrow let's lock up every door and window and get some shut eye."

THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

I heard someone going to the bathroom and it woke me up. I knew I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep so I decided to check on Taylor, but I was not prepared for what I saw.

Hayes was up against a corner trying to hide from Taylor who was limping creepily towards him. I could see Hayes holding his breathe trying to not be noticed by the demoralized and broken Taylor. Taylor grabbed a knife from behind him and held it up to the spot Hayes was hiding.

"HEY!" I shouted. Taylor turned his head. His face covered in slime and foam flowing out of his mouth, a little blood trickling out if his nose. He started toward me as fast as humanly possible.