You, Me, And The Apocalypse

Frank’s P.O.V

I woke up after feeling the warmth from behind me move, I spoke without really thinking.
“What?” My eyes opened wide and my first thought was what had I done wrong? Was I cuddling him or some shit? I had just made friends or whatever we were with this guy and I couldn’t believe I had ruined it. My breathing sped up and I could feel my heart racing as a panic attack came on. What if he was going to kill me? What if he hated me? What was going on? I saw him by the door and I managed to work up the courage to ask him.
“Did I do something wrong?”Gerard walked over to me but I curled up into a ball to protect myself if he was going to hurt me.
“No Frankie, you didn’t do anything wrong” He knelt down beside me and I flinched away and saw the slight hurt on his face,” Just we slept with the door unlocked and Mikey isn't here, I panicked and I'm going to look around the house for him" He stroked my hair back and I leant into his touch feeling the comfort behind it though I still thought he was mad at me.
“You’re not mad?” He looked down at me,
“No why would I be?” and I looked back at him, fuck his eyes were beautiful, hazel brown with little green and yellow specs in them. I struggled to come up with an answer that made sense.
"I just thought...because I was cuddling with you and I ummm....." He stroked my cheek softly with his hand and I honestly thought he was being so kind, he didn’t even need to be.
"Frank it's okay, it was nice, look I've got to go and see if Mikey is alright" Shit, I forgot he actually got up for a reason.
"Okay, go look for him" I was honestly ready to fall asleep again and relaxed back down again and I felt him kiss my forehead as I curled up and drifted to sleep.

I woke up with the sound of a bang. What the fuck? I opened my eyes slowly to see a pair of glowing eyes staring at me, the door had a chair pressed against it and I didn’t want to move. Why was I still alone in here anyway? My thoughts were interrupted by the zombie screaming angrily at me. I usually would have some sort of weapon with me but no...this is my lucky day....no weapons.Got up slowly and walked backwards not making any sudden movements.
“Gerard?” I called out uncertainly, the zombie came closer towards me, my back was pressed against the far wall now.
“Gerard?” I shouted a little louder. All of a sudden the zombie let out another scream and charged towards me, shit.
“GERARD, GERARD?!” I screamed as loud as I could and grabbed another chair and threw it at the zombie only angering it more. I did what I could to hold it off, I held something strong in between the distance of the zombie and I, as it swung its arms at me when it grabbed my head and smashed it into the wall. I sunk down and everything around me went black as I screamed one last time before the darkness took over my body.I heard a distance shouting and then nothing.

Notes

Short but here you go, I will try and write another one now