Built out of Broken Glass: One Direction Zombie AU

The thing had sickly greenish skin that was rotting and peeling away, and one yellow eye glazed over with pus. Its jaw was hanging out of its socket, revealing rotting yellow teeth.

My stomach churned and black spots bubbled in my vision. I slammed my shoulder into the window, but it didn't budge. I could faintly hear Juniper screaming, but I ignored it. Using all my body weight this time, I threw myself into the window and it shattered. I slammed onto cold, tiled floor, covered with broken glass, and everything went black.

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2. The First Encounter

I broke into a run, blindly stumbling through the empty streets toward the sound. I could see my school, a hazy silhouette on the horizon, and the screams seemed to be coming from there. It was just then that I realized how weird it was that every single street was completely empty, and that I didn't even notice.

"Harry!" a voice called from behind me. I whipped my head around, only to trip and fall on my face. Spitting out dirt and blood, I glanced at my bloody hands and cringed. I'd always had a problem with blood. "Hey stupid, are you okay?" Juniper, that was definitely Juniper.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I mumbled, tilting my head back and pinching my nose. "What's going on?" I squinted at the school, trying to make out any visible signs of struggle, but saw nothing.

"No idea," she replied, handing me a handkerchief from her pocket. I pressed it to my nose, and when I pulled it back the white was soaked in crimson. Spots danced in front of my eyes, and the next thing I knew, I'd head butted the earth again.

Blinking back extreme nausea, I stumbled to my feet, grabbing onto Juniper's shoulder for support. "Sorry," I muttered, my cheeks burning. "I don't like blood."

"Well, you'd better get used to it, because you're about to see a lot of it." I followed her gaze, and I could just barely make out huge masses of people stumbling slowly into the school doors.

"Sorry," I said, "but the combination of my overactive imagination and the fact that I need glasses is leading me to believe…are those—"

"Zombies," Juniper confirmed, rubbing the bridge of her glasses. "And a whole lot of them, too."

I swallowed hard, my mind swimming. "If I pass out," I said, "don't let them eat my brains, got it?" I was only half joking.

"Please, Harry. Who do you think they'd pick, an all-you-can-eat buffet, aka me, or a chunk of seaweed?"

"Touché," I laughed. "So are we just gonna casually stroll into a horde of zombies, or are we gonna parkour our way in?"

"Let's go with parkour," she said faintly. And with that, she grabbed my arm and we sprinted around to the back of the school, which was luckily undead-free.

"Did I fail to mention that I was being extremely sarcastic? Did you not just see me trip over my own feet and face-plant twice in a span of thirty seconds?" I yelled deliriously, waving my hands around in the air. "This is a very bad idea!"

"Yeah, well, is anything really a good idea when you're in the middle of a zombie apocalypse?" Juniper countered, her eyes challenging me. Zombie apocalypse. Before I knew it, I was falling over. Again.

"This, Juniper," I mumbled, struggling to my feet, "is my point exactly. I can't stand up straight for more than thirty seconds."

She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair before meeting my eyes. "I kinda just realized that this is happening, you know? I mean, I've seen TV shows and books but I never…" she trailed off, glancing at the ground.

"Never thought it'd actually happen," I finished. "Yeah, I get it. I mean, I'm scared too. Hell, I've almost passed out three times. But…" I realized I had no advice to give.

"Let's just leave," she said, her voice quivering. "We don't have to be heroes. We can run away and hide somewhere where there aren't any undead, brain-eating monsters. We can make it, I know we can."

I shook my head. "We can't just leave our friends here," I told her. "We have to help—"

"No we don't! Don't you get it Harry, there's nothing we can do!" she cried, tears welling up in her eyes. "We can't save them! We can't! We…we can't." She swallowed hard before continuing. "I'm leaving. If you're gonna stay here and get yourself killed, turn into one of them, then fine. I can't save you either."

She turned around and started running in the other direction, but luckily, my hearing makes up for my terrible eyesight. "Juniper come back!" I screamed. I guess it must have sounded pretty terrible, because she spun back around and ran toward me, her eyes wide with fear.

"What is it?" she asked, but I shushed her. I could hear shuffling footsteps coming closer.

"They're coming; they're right around the corner. We can't get out." I scanned my surroundings, forcing myself to steady my breath and think. On the wall two feet above us, there was a window, and another window about nine feet above that one, each with thick ledges. "I've got an idea. It's a terrible one, but it's an idea."

I grabbed the first window ledge and hoisted myself up, motioning for Juniper to do the same. I stretched my arm up as far as I could and stood up on the ledge on my tippy-toes, but I couldn't reach the second window. "Juniper, get on my shoulders and get to that ledge!"

She put her hands on my shoulders and pulled herself up, standing unsteadily on my shoulders. "Got it!" she called, grabbing onto the ledge and swinging her legs onto it. I heard the sound of glass shattering as her feet made contact with the window, and she stumbled into the building.

Leaning out the window, she reached down for me to grab her hand, but it was too late. The zombies were too close now, and I didn't have enough time to get onto the second floor. The one closest to me had a torn shirt that looked like it used to be white, but was now an ugly yellowish color with red stains on it. It had sickly greenish skin that was rotting and peeling away, and one yellow eye glazed over with pus. Its jaw was hanging out of its socket, revealing rotting yellow teeth.

My stomach churned and black spots bubbled in my vision. I slammed my shoulder into the window, but it didn't budge. I could faintly hear Juniper screaming, but I ignored it. Using all my body weight this time, I threw myself into the window and it shattered. I slammed onto cold, tiled floor, covered with broken glass, and everything went black.

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