Apocalyptic Love

Lia’s POV

After Ian and I set up our tent Harry told us he was going back to the market because he didn’t get what he needed there. I honestly felt terrible because I was the cause of that.

“I’ll go with you.” I offered.

“No.” Harry and Ian said at the same time.

“What the hell? Why can’t I go?” I ask.

“Because I don’t want you to.” Ian said.

“And I have to listen to you why?” I ask.

“Lia, come on listen to your brother.” Harry says.

“Harry, here’s a little fact about me since we just met. I absolutely, positively, one hundred percent HATE it when people tell me what to do.” I tell him sternly. He nods.

“I’m coming right?” I ask. Harry and Ian exchange glances.

“Right?” I say a little louder.

“Fine Lia.” Ian comes over to me and hugs me. “Be safe Lia. I love you.” He kisses the top of my head.

“Do you want to take the Jeep or just walk?” Harry asks.

“Up to you.”

“Okay, let’s take the Jeep.” I was about to open the door when Harry steps in front of me and opens it for me. Wow, what a gentlemen.

“Thanks.” I say with a smile on my face. He nods. He runs over to the driver’s side and hops in. He puts the keys in the engine and starts up the car. We drive in silence. We arrive at the market and he parks the Jeep at the back entrance. We both exit the car and walk through the back door.

“Alright,” I whispered. “You get whatever you need and I’ll cover you.”

“Alright, if you see one make sure to tell me, okay?”

“Okay.” We silently open the back door. Harry tiptoes over to the soup aisle and I follow, sword in hand. We get to the soup aisle and Harry grabs various cans of anything he can get his hands on. He quickly grabs a basket to carry all of his items.

All of a sudden I see one.

“Harry…Harry!” I hiss at him. He turns around. I grab my sword and slowly come up behind it.

“Lia! Come back here!” Harry whisper-yelled.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this.” I tell him. Out of the corner of my eye I can see him running his fingers through his hair.

I tiptoe behind it quietly. I lift my sword above my head when all of a sudden it turns around. It lets out a low grunt and lunges for me. I fall backward on my back and my sword falls behind me. It reaches its arms out and tries to grab me. My arms are flailing around trying to find my sword. It’s arms find my T-shirt and starts pulling. My shirt rips leaving me in my tank top and bra. When it was about to grab me again it falls to the floor in a pool of blood.

Harry stands there, axe in hand hovering above the dead thing. He was breathing heavily and had sweat pouring down the side off his face. He holds out his hand to me and offers his help. I grab his hand and pull myself up. He had a mad expression on his face.

“I knew you shouldn’t have come.” He muttered under his breathe.

“Just go get whatever else you need, I’m fine.” I whisper. I grab my sword and run to catch up with him. He grabs like, ten bags of Cheetos.

“What the hell are you going to with ten bags of Cheetos?” I asked him.

“Kylie and Louis love them.” He says. I nod. Finally we make our way to the water aisle. There was only one case left. Harry grabs it and mutters ‘Damn’ under his breathe.

“That’s the last case, and this is the only supermarket for like thirty miles.” I say.

“No..” He says sarcastically.

“What the hell’s your problem?!” I yell. “You’ve been a jerk this whole trip!”

“Shut up Lia! You’re going to attract them!”

“Then tell me what your problem is!”

“You! You’re so persistent! You had to come and you almost got yourself killed!”

“Sorry for trying to help! And I’m also sorry that you’re a sexist jerk who doesn’t think women are just as capable as men!”

“I never said that! I just thought that maybe…… I don’t know.” I rolled my eyes.

“Alright I’m done, we can go now.” I nod. “Look Lia, I’m sorry for everything I said. It’s just that you kind of remind me of my sister and I …. I just don’t know. I’m sorry Lia.”

“Harry, I’m sorry for what I did. I shouldn’t have said those things to you. Look let’s just start all over, okay?”

“Okay. Hello, my name is Harry Styles. You?”

“Hi Harry, I’m Lia Chatsman. Nice to meet you.” We both shake hands and walk back to the Jeep. We drive home in silence once again. We arrive back at camp a short time afterwards.

“Guys we have something to tell you.” Harry says. We caught the attention of all the boys.

“All the water is gone. We’ll have to move camp again so we can get some more. The sooner the better.” He says.

“Man, Kylie hates moving.” Liam says.

“I hate moving!” Niall says.

“Look guys, we’ll only have to move until the next supermarket comes around, alright?” Harry says.

“Yeah but the next supermarket is like a thousand miles away.” Louis whines.

“Overdramatic much.” Zayn mutters.

“Okay guys, let’s stop all the whining. We have to do what we have to do. We should be used to it by now.” Harry said. “I say we’ll leave tomorrow.”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Louis and Harry headed back into their tent, Zayn and Niall, Liam and Kylie, then Ian and I.

We started packing our stuff, getting ready for the journey ahead.

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