End Of Time (A Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Anabeth Grey thought she had the cure for cancer, but when the drug turned people into human-eating monsters, the population of the earth vanished. It left less than thirty thousand people to fend alone, scattered across the world. Liv resides in the ruins of New York City, alone. Standing in her apartment, she realizes someone is there. Zayn, her fate-altering intruder, is standing behind her. Embarking on a journey with a stranger has never been so hard or, frankly, annoying.

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6. Chapter Six

Harry made delicious pancakes. I wanted to eat them all but I had to save some for the boys.

"Harry, where did you learn to cook like this?" I asked him.

"My mum and just watching cooking shows and experimenting in the kitchen."

"Well, that really paid off."

I took everyone's plates and put them in the dishwasher. Zayn came up behind me.

"Hi," he said.

"Hey."

"The boys said they are going back to the old apartment to grab a few things. I told them I wanted to stay because I know it gets lonely," Zayn smiled.

"You can stay. I honestly don't mind. I like company," I said and walked into the loving room.

"We have to leave soon," Harry said.

"Why don't we just leave now?" Louis questioned.

"That sounds okay," Liam intervened.

The boys left and me and Zayn were all alone, except for Aylee.

"What do you want to do?" I asked Zayn.

"I don't know," he said. "Maybe we can go out to the record store on the corner there and pick out a few."

"That doesn't sound half bad."

We got dressed and walked out of the building. I was in front of Zayn because he had no idea where to go. He knew what is was but no where. We had to go through a couple of alleys and walk down a couple of streets. It was a peaceful walk, actually.

"Here she is," I said and outstretched my arm to point to the record store.

The name had been wore off by all the rain and weathering so you couldn't see the name if the store.

"Come on," Zayn said whilst grabbing my hand and dragging me inside.

There were endless rows or records of all different kinds of genres. I went to the aisle that held AC/DC and Whitesnake. I picked up the Def Leppard album titled Hysteria and put it in my shoulder bag. I also had a gun and some bullets in there.

Zayn had an old Michael Jackson album.

"Are we ready?" He asked.

"Yep," I said and took his hand, dragging him back to the apartment.

We got back in the apartment and Aylee was very excited. She was jumping all around and she was whining.

"Calm down," Zayn said and knelt down to pet her behind her ears. She was a big dog. Hell, she was a Bull Mastiff.

I chuckled and put the Def Leppard album on. But I suddenly changed my mind and found an old Bon Jovi one. The first song that came on was You Give Love A Bad Name, one of my favorites.

I lay down on my bed and Zayn sat beside me.

"Question game," he said and handed me a beer.

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