Would You Carry Me To The End?

Frank's POV

Shxt! It's a motherfxcking zombie... I pull out my gun. The only problem is, my aim isn't perfect, and if I miss by an inch, she'll be dead.
She seems to realize what's gripping her neck, and her breath quickens in panic. But I realize it's not about to murder her when it starts to lower it's head towards her neck, opening it's mouth. One bite and she's gone within minutes. She sees what he's about to do and shuts her eyes, extending her neck away from the slow moving creature.
"Shoot it!" she shouts in a rush.
"I can't!" I reply. "I'll miss!" He's too close, and it's too risky...
"JUST SHOOT GODAMMIT!" she screams as the sharpened teeth touch the skin, about to pierce. I aim and pull the trigger, closing my eyes in fear. Then I hear the sound of a body crumpling to the ground, and for a second I think that I hit the wrong person.
But I open my eyes and see Max standing straight as always, her eyes wide in shock at the most recent scene. We both sigh in relief and I run over to her, she grins at me.
"Frank, that was amazing." she says.
"Thanks." I say, returning the grin. I was so afraid that I just killed her there and then. I was lucky.
"Come on, ace, I've got something to show you." she beckons for me to follow her, so I begin to walk behind her over to a tall weeping willow.
"What is it?" I ask, confused.
"This tree. I used to come here all the time with my friends when I was younger. Guess what we used to call it."
"What?"
"The kissing tree."
"...why is that-"
"Oh, just come here." she says, pulling me into an intense kiss. I can't lie, I'm in fxcking love. But then I hear a gunshot. SHXT. I open my eyes, but we're still in the moment. I see her gun in her hand, and next to us, a zombie taking his last breath, blood pouring from it's chest.
SHE DID THAT WITH HER FXCKING EYES CLOSED.
But I close my eyes, again. Everything is perfect, and I swear it can't get any better than it is at this very moment...

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Max's POV

Today was amazing. I can't lie when I say Frank's eyes are entrancing beyond belief. It also helps when both our lips were pressed together without any distractions. Well, at least not for me.
"Umm, Maxine?" I hear a voice call. I turn around to see Gerard standing in the middle of the stairwell, looking down from the railings. He looks tired. Like he's been thinking about something for hours.
"Yes?"
"...we need to talk."
Well...shxt.

Notes

So, sorry if it's a little rushed. Being guilted into going somewhere with family *sigh*. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy what little fillerness I have time for. Happy Reading ^_^