*2 weeks later*
"are you ok?" Phil asked, concern etched his face, I hadnt been 'ok' for the past week, my leg ached and I felt sickeningly dizzy.
"I'm fine" I lied, forcing a smile, I could tell Phil didnt believe me. He'd been checking up on me more and more lately. Making sure I wasnt hungry or if I needed anything. I must of lost a lot of weight because I'd hardly eaten anything.
"do you want anything to eat?" usually I would've passed on the offer, but Phil looked too concerend that I decided to try and force some food down... for his sake.
"sure, but I'll get it myself." I replied, Phil didnt like this but he decided to let it slide... probably because I was finally eating something. I got myself up from the sofa and made my way to the kitchen. I gripped onto the breakfast bar as the world around me became black, everything began to spin.
"Rae!!" Phil's voice was the last thing I heard before my head connected with the ground and I was out cold.
It was weird the fact that I'd never fainted before in my life and now it's happened twice since the apocalypse started.

I expected to wake up warm and in my bed, but it was freezing. The wind whipped my hair around and it didn't take long
before I realised that I was outside. Have Dan and Phil abandoned me here? dont they want me around anymore? are they getting tired of me being ill... do they think its an act? so many accusations flew through my head, but as I stood up I realised why they had done what they had.I was infected, one of those things. But I could still think, feel.
I imagined Dan and Phil, but I didnt want to hurt them. I wanted to apologise for not telling them the truth, I missed them already. The sudden loneliness overwealmed me and tears slid onto the ground, How can I be crying? this isnt even possible. maybe I could go back to them, explain I've not one of them... Even then I knew that wouldnt work, I was stuck out here, all alone.
I had been shuffling the streets for so long now, occasionally flinching as another infected person bumped into me and resisiting the urge to yell at them. As far as I know they can't communicate with each other, which makes this whole expirence even more lonely. I was about to give up when I heard it, two boys screaming in the distance. I ran in that direction and as I got closer I heard moans, definatly from the infected. They were gathering around a boy with black hair and another boy lay dead on the floor. I got closer and saw who they were. I gasped as I stared at Dan's dead body "Dan!" I cried, Phil stared at me and got bit in the arm "PHIL!!" I cried, my cries echoing through the streets. The infected shuffled closer, one grabbing my shoulder.

~

I looked up to see Phil standing over me, concern on his face.I was in my bed and the realisation hit me that it had all been a terrible dream
"are you ok?", I didn't lie this time. I just hugged him tightly and started to sob
"you're alright" I repeted
"whats going on?" Dan said sleepily from the door, I released Phil and ran to hug Dan.
"I thought..." My words got lost as the tears kept pouring.
"you wanna talk about it?" Phil asked softly, rubbing my back.
I told them everything, how I woke up outside and the two of them were surrounded by infected
"I tried to sa-ave you" I sobbed.
"it's ok, we're fine" Phil smiled "get some sleep".Dan left the room and Phil began to follow.
"Phil, wait" I called after him
"ye?"
"do-do you mind staying here with me?" I asked nervously "I dont want to sleep alone"
"sure" I thought Phil was going to get a pillow and blanket and sleep on the floor, but instead he climbed under the covers with me and hugged me close to his chest.
I fell asleep in the warm comfort of Phils arms and to the sound of his heart beating softly.