It had been a long day, me and Dan were speaking but it was always small talk and never lasted long. I decided I should go to my room and did exactly that. The guys were lounging around on the sofa, whilst Dan moaned about his dead phone and having withdrawl symptoms from temple run. I suppose PJ deserved to lounge about since he fixed the tap so water would come out now, we all needed a drink and thanks to PJ we could have one whenever now without having to worry about wasting it.

I grabbed my book from my bag and realised straight away it was 'the enemy' by Charlie Higson, trust me to take a zombie book with me on the day of the apocolypse. I rolled my eyes before opening it, so many memories flooded through me as I thought of the many times id been reading this exact book instead of spending time with my family. home I thought i wonder how my family are, are they still alive? my tears flew freely as I thought of everyone I'd left behind suprising how one book can bring back so many memories, so much hurt, why did I have to leave them to go here? there were universitys closer to home than this!? I cried so much that my vision blurred and the text became unreadable, closing the book I held it in one hand close to my chest, and made my way to the door. water, I just need some water I told myself but you cant let the guys see you like this. As I began to walk down the stairs, my foot connected with something and I toppled down them.
A scream escaped my lips and I landed at the bottom with a loud 'thud' I looked up the stairs and saw Dan lying in the middle of the hallway
"what the heck Dan?" I groaned at him "whats wrong now?" he just mumbled into the floor. I walked back up the stairs and sat down next to down.
"talk to me Dan" I said softer, I just wanted to yell at him for being such an idiot and lying on the ground but decided not to.
"I dont know what to do anymore, I'm so hungry but I've had todays rations already" he moaned
"god you moan a lot" I said and left to go into my bedroom returning with a bag of food. "here, have my rations"
He looked up at me, a smile on his face "you sure?"
"ye, I'm not really hungry" he sat up and grabbed the bag gingerly, he ate most of the contents but left some in
"here" he said handing it back "I dont feel right eating all of it when you've had nothing"
"thanks" I smiled, I wasn't going to argue with him, but right now the thought of eating made me feel sick. This wasnt like me at all, I'm usually the one who eats way too much.
"guys!!" Phil yelled from the bottom of the stairs "quick!"
we ran after Phil into the room and saw the TV was on.
This is the US milltary a man spoke we are sending help to England to get rid of all of the infected life forms. We are hoping that humanity will be back to normal in a week, thank you for your patients and help with arrive soon. Until then and with that the TV turned off
We all stared at the blank TV for about five minutes before anyway spoke
"well I guess we're going to be ok" Chris smiled.
Me and Phil looked to the side at eachother "I guess that's that then" he smiled at me
"ye" and before I knew it we were kissing, it was soft and made me feel happy.
"ooohhh" all the boys chimed in sync
"shut up" I giggled at them. Phil laughed as well... maybe everything was going to be all right after all.