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.


7. Look who's here!

Alexia’s POV:


Deirdre started bawling. I pulled her in to a giant bear hug and just held her until she calmed down a little.

“Deirdre, what happened yesterday?” I asked, my voice full of concern. She just looked up at me, her mascara leaving black streaks on her cheeks.

“He tried to rape me.” She whispered.

“Who? Jason?” I asked outraged.


“I knew he wasn’t all that good.” I said hugging her tighter. “Your safe now though.”

It was 7 o’ clock when she regained control of herself.

“Hey, do you want to play with me?” I asked pointing to the piano in the corner.

“You always know how to cheer me up Alex.” She said walking over to the piano.

I sat on the floor with my guitar. She started with “Little Things”. It was our favourite song if you haven’t noticed yet. She figured out how to play it on the piano a while ago and it sounded great. She started singing and I joined her at the chorus. Tears running freely from her eyes, but she kept her voice under control. We finished and I hugged her again. I saw Harry and Niall sitting on chairs in the very back of the room. When did they come in? I wondered. I let her go, but I kept her back to them.

“I think I’ve got something that will cheer you up even more.” I said smiling at her. “Just don’t freak out, okay?”

“What are you on about?” she looked at me a little puzzled. I signalled to Harry and Niall to come here. When they reached us I turned her around. The expression on her face was part shock and part freaking out.

“Remember, no freaking out.” I said laughing at her.

“I’m not freaking out.” She snapped at me.

“Hi, I’m..”

“Harry Styles and Niall Horan. I know. I'm Deirdre.” She beat them to it. Niall smiled at her.

“Will you be joining us for class?” Niall asked her.

“I don’t see why not.” Mr. Wilson said as he came into the room just as Niall asked her. “I heard you two from the hall. You’re in if you want to be.”

I looked at her expectantly. I could see Niall doing the same.

“I guess it couldn’t hurt. I’m in.” she said.

“Yeah!” Niall exclaimed.

“Oh, can I just go wash my face please, sir?” she asked catching her reflection.

“Sure.” He said laughing.

Harry came and stood next to me.

“Why was she so upset?” he asked. I didn’t know if he really cared or if it was just small talk.

“Oh, just something between two best friends.” I said waving it off.

“Okay, it’s personal. I get it.” He said handing me my guitar that I forgot on the floor.

“Thanks.” I said relieved. She was back in 5 minutes with completely no make-up on. She wasn’t that different, but different nonetheless.

“Uhm, Alex. You don’t maybe have some mascara in your bag?” she asked hopefull.

“Deirdre, do I look like I have any make-up in my bag?”

“Oh, yeah. I forgot who I was asking.” She laughed.

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