Ariana aka Cleo aka Teddy is Harry Style's half sister at 18 her world is already full among other things that may just ruin her friendship with Louis Tomlinson will the tail get in the way or will Eleanor?


6. Awkward Silence

"So........" Louis said awkwardly rocking back and forth on his heels. "Your part fish."

"Yes I swear I didn't choose two." I said putting my hands up like Louis was a cop

"I wish you'd told us sooner." Liam said

I shot a glare at him and groaned this was not going to end well. "I wish I'd known this was going to happen because I would have told you instead I told Gemma."

Harry's eyes went from the ground to Gemma who was trying to walk off.

"GEMMA!" Harry yelled

She turned around and swore under her breathe. "Okay in my defence little brother she trusted me and because of your 2 year old friend Louis over there she only trusted me."

"Hey I am not 2 years old!" Louis said acting hurt

"No but you act like one." I said trying to control the wave of dizziness controlling me.

Suddenly it took over and I fell straight in the pool blacking out.

I wasn't in my own world I was in someone's world not mine and it didn't feel like I owned it.

I grabbed the knife again continuing to walk through, Daryl walked down stairs and I took upstairs, something barged me into the wall and using all the energy I had I kicked it against the wall it came back again this time making me trip and drop my knife, I turned on my back a perfect shot of an arrow rose through the walkers head making it fall back.

I started to follow Daryl, when I heard a light whimper come from the stall that the man had attacked me from and rose my shotgun up toward it, Daryl looked to me and taking the Machete from my pocket in hand. I placed a hand on the door to the stall and swung it open quickly shoving my shotgun in. A small boy no older than five sat on the edge of the toilet, brown short hair in almost a bowl cut. I quickly lowered my shotgun and stared at the boy for a moment in shock.


"You killed Daddy." Whimpered the boy. "Where's Terrance?"

I stood in the doorway to the stall dumbfounded, shocked from the realization of what just happened. I watched the little boy push past both myself and Daryl’s legs and make his way over his bleeding deceased father, grabbing onto his arm shaking it slowly his face blank with a heavy load of tears streaming down his cheeks.


“We…killed…” I mumbled, unable to get the rest of the words out of my dry throat.


“We need to leave… now.” Daryl blurted out, before turning around and beginning toward the door as if this was nothing but business as usual?


“I… wait! What! We can’t just leave this boy here!” I yelled at Daryl, prompting him to spin around and wave his arms back and forth as if to say stop.


“Shut up! Who knows who was with them?! You heard him whisper… who the hell is Terrance. We need to leave now.” Daryl explained, as he made his way over to me taking a moment to glance at the boy before pulling me up to my feet, wrapping an arm around my neck and beginning to drag me toward the door.


“We can’t leave him here! He’s a kid!” I snapped at Daryl, attempting desperately to break free from his grasp, looking at the boy still next to his father shaking him as if expecting to revive him.


“He’s a liability Kate! We take him; we put our whole group in danger! You don’t know how things work in this new world! You don’t understand!” Daryl argued, as he reached the door and swung it open forcing me out as he glanced around for any Walkers.

"No I own..." I was cut off by pressure.

"Breathe! Come on stay with me!"

I felt heavy pressure on my aching chest and I wished it would stop, I felt the need to breathe but that need was blocked, unable to draw in air. As the pressure on my chest ceased, I felt something cold dripping on to my face, I felt something warm but wet on my lips, I felt pressure on my nose and I felt air being literally forced in to me.

I felt the pressure return, but it was more intense than before, like it was persuading me to return. I heard more voices and I wished they would just let me sleep and rest.

"Liam, move aside,"

I felt the pressure on my chest stop and then I felt the warm sensation on my lips again. It seemed to linger there longer than before and I felt the need to cough. I couldn't move any part of my body and my eye lids felt so heavy.

"Come on breathe!"

I felt the pressure on my chest again and I wanted to scream in pain, then the warm sensation was back. I coughed slightly and I felt the warm sensation disappear. I coughed harshly and I felt myself being turned on to my side as a hand patted my back.

"That's it, cough it all up,"

I looked up my tale was still there I sighed looking at Louis. "Thanks."


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