The Walking Dead: Louis x Reader

Planning Period

You opened the school doors, AJ coming in and out of sleep, Clementine followed behind.
The others were inside waiting and gave her an unwelcoming stare. Violet and Louis spoke with Ruby, her head turning to look at you and AJ.

"Let me see." She examines his body and nods, "I have what I need upstairs. Come on!"

You huff climbing up the long staircase, placing him on the couch you had sat at earlier when Ruby patched up your arm.

Ruby hurried behind you, she places the back of her hand on his forehead, hers wrinkled with concern.

"He's got a fever," she tells Clem, "body's trying to fight infection, poor little guy."

Everyone in the room shared the same, worried look.

"Ruby and Louis will take care of him," Violet spoke, "you come with me and (Y/N). We can speak in the office."

You three start off to the office where Ericson had once reigned, then a small voice made you stop,

"Clem?" AJ weakly calls.

"Shh," Ruby comforts, "you just try to rest, okay? We're gonna fix you right up." She kneeled down time his level and held his hand. Louis hovered over him, mouth slightly agape as he looked over him with concern.

"Clem?" He calls out again. Clementine walks up to him and kneels to talk to him, "AJ? Listen to Ruby okay? She'll look after you." She gives him a gentle smile, "come on, what do we do when we're scared?"

"We breathe in," he takes a deep breath, "hold it in," he strained as he spoke with lungs full of air, then let out a strong exhale.

"I'm good now." He tells her.

She gives him one last reassuring smile before standing back up.

"Clementine, please," Violet reminds, "we need to talk."

You three go to the office, symbols of anarchy littered the walls, papers were thrown wherever, and pictures of the headmaster were vandalized. You forgot how trashed the place was. After Ericson had left, you and some of the other kids rebelled. And the first place that was ransacked was his office, like one final "fuck you!"

You sat on top of the sleek, wooden desk, swinging your dangling feet as Violet began explaining to Clementine, "what happened out in the woods: (Y/N) is the one who actually had us go back. She said she just felt that we needed you," Clementine looked at you with sincere thanks as Violet continued, "I saw they had you pinned, and I.. shit I got so crazy."

Clementine's arms were crossed as she listened intently.

"When I heard you call for help, I didn't even think. When I let go of the arrow, I wasn't even sure I had hit her." Her expression droops, "and then (Y/N) got shot.." she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Hey, that's not your fault," you inform her.

"I don't believe that. If I had thought first I-," she takes a breath, regulating her shaky voice, "if you were shot six inches to the left, we'd be digging another grave."

"But I wasn't! We can't dwell on the 'what-ifs', the point is I'm alive. We all are." You gave her a comforting look.

She rubs her arm in a shy manner, slightly bobbing her head, "anyway, sorry. I got a little carried away. I thought you died, Clem."

"It's really good to see you again." Clementine tells her gratefully.

"It's good to see you too." Violet gave her a genuine smile.

You were in the background, it seems. You didn't mind, however, you were watching the two girls with raised eyebrows, noticing a spark between the two for a little moment.