Zombie Love

It follows the lives of the two best friends, Alexia and Deirdre, and their race against the undead. There will be laughs, there will be tears, but most of all memories that will always be cherished.


9. Chapter 5

Alexia’s POV:

Music class went by faster than I wanted it to. At least my best friend was doing it with me now. The bigger surprise was Harry and Niall. I still think it’s a joke. We just finished our lesson and there was about 20 minutes before first period started. What am I gonna do now? I thought to myself. Deirdre’s story was still running through my mind. I can’t believe he tried to do that to her! To say I was furious was a understatement.

“Alexia… hello, anyone in there?” I was snapped out of my internal ramble by a hand, a huge one might I add, waving in front of my face.

“Huh. What? Where? Who’s a vegetable?” I asked confused.

“Vegetable?” Harry asked raising an eyebrow.

Did I just say that out loud? “Never mind. What were you saying?” I asked.

“I was asking if this was yours, but you were zoned out.” He said trying to keep a straight face while holding up my purple journal.

“Oh. Yeah, that’s mine. Where did you get it?” I asked trying to snatch it from him, but the little weasel held it in the air out of my reach. Damn my shortness!

“Found it on the chair after yesterdays’ lesson. You know, I knew you liked our music, but I never pegged you as a directioner.” He laughed.

I felt my blood freeze in my veins. He read it? Oh god no!

“Yup, I read it.” He said, popping the ‘p’ with a cheeky grin.

“ I have to stop voicing my thoughts! Now give it back!” I almost shrieked. He took off, running around the room with my journal.

“Never!” he shouted over his shoulder.

“Styles! I’m gonna getcha!” I yelled running after him.

“One way or another I’m gonna find ya! I’m gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha! One way or another !” he broke out singing, but kept running.

“This isn’t funny! Give it back!” I yelled.

Suddenly I hit something that felt like a wall and went straight to the floor. Wait, this doesn’t feel like the floor, I thought. I opened my eyes to see that I was lying on top of his chest. His eyes, green as emeralds, seemed to bore holes into my sole. For some odd reason his harms were around my waist. Oh no, here comes the blush.

“You okay?” he asked with a husky voice. Where did that come from?

“Uhm… ye-yeah.” I stuttered. I was probably as red as a tomato by now. He chuckled and pulled me up with him.

“Here.” He said, still chuckling, handing me my journal.

“Th-thanks” Damn stuttering! I took it and just stared at the floor.

“No problem.” He said a bit more serious. I glanced at my watch and facepalmed myself.

“Shit.” I muttered under my breath looking for Deirdre or Niall, but it was just me and Harry in the room.

“What’s wrong?” he asked sounding concerned.

“I’m over 10 minutes late for French class. Again.” I sighed in frustration.

“Oh. I’ve got an idea!” he said all of a sudden very excited. Two words. Mood. Swings.

“Yeah? And what would that be?” I asked probably sounding a bit cocky.

“Let’s ditch.” He said barely above a whisper.

“I can’t just ditch. Where would I go.” I stated and turned around to my bag, beginning to pack my stuff. Suddenly there were two hands on my hips and a chin on my shoulder. Whoa. Since when are we this close? I only met him yesterday. Strangely it felt right.

“C’mon, love. You can come with me.” His lips brushing my skin as he spoke. It sent shivers up and down my spine. He just called me love, but being British that’s normal.

“F-fine.” I stuttered. Again. I could feel him smile in my neck and then I was absent of his touch. Geez! I’m so weird! I was about to pick up my guitar, but he beat me to it. That’s cute of him. I just called him cute. This can’t turn out good.

“Don’t worry, I got it.” He said.

“Uhm, I just need to stop by my locker before we go.” I said softly.

“Sure.” He said very softly. “Oh, by the way, I didn’t read it.”

“What?” I asked confused.

“Your journal. I didn’t read it. I was just trying to see how you would react.” He chuckled.

“Great…” I groaned. That just made him laugh more. We got to my locker and I just froze for a moment. Crap, now he’s going to know. It’s now or never I guess. Slowly, I put in the combination and the door swung open revealing what I call my locker. I heard a gasp and turned to face him. His face showed complete amusement.

“I knew it!” he whisper yelled. I just grabbed my jacket and house keys and slammed it shut again with my back pressed against the door.

“Wait until the guys hear about this.” He said.

“Oh, fuck no!” A hand was clasped over my mouth. I looked up into those emerald eyes again giving him a ‘da fuq’ look.

“Don’t swear, it’s not lady like.” He said giving me a stern look. I just nodded. Seeing as his hand was still clasped over my mouth, I decided it’s time for payback so I licked his hand. A very girlish squeal escaped his lips and he viciously wiped it on his jeans. I just stood there grinning like a Cheshire cat.



Hey guys! told you I'd update soon! I had the day off so I worked really hard on this. So, yeah. Finally a bit of Harry and Alex time. tell me what you thought. i really appreciate all the comments so don't forget to do it!

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