requested by xEmoxPsychox
(sorry it took so long)

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐲/𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐳𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

419 words.

eliza zambie x female! reader.

warnings: mentions of blood.

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• third person's p.o.v •

y/n knew that as soon as the zombies walked into seabrook high school something would go wrong. not because of the zombies but because of the racism and hate towards them. now she was sitting a dimly lit zombie safe room waiting for whatever happened to blow over.

while she sat on the floor, she heard something fall followed by a small string of whispered curses.

"hello? is anyone there?" y/n called out into the dark.

"um yeah, sorry a really big first aid kit fell of a shelf and cut my arm." a voice replied. the person sound like a girl.

"oh my gosh, are you ok?" y/n asked as she slowly made her towards the voice.

" yeah it's fine, it's just blood." the person said with a strained voice.

that's when y/n saw her. since the room was really poorly lit, she couldn't see very much but she could see that the girl had ghoulishly pale skin and bright green, curly hair pulled into a high ponytail.

'wow, she's beautiful.' y/n thought to herself. she knew the girl was a zombie but she didn't care.

y/n also noticed the medium sized gash on the girl's arm and quickly ran over to her.

before the girl could say anything, y/n grabbed the first aid kit off the ground, sat the girl down, and began to patch her up. it wasn't very deep so all y/n had to do was  clean the wound and wrap it up.

"um what are you doing?" the girl asked frantically.

"i'm helping you, calm down." y/n said as she wrapped up the girl's cut.

"you know i'm a zombie right?" the girl blurted out. y/n looked up from the girls arm and into her eyes.

"yup." y/n deadpanned.

"then why are you helping me?"

"well three reasons. one, i think zombies are treated super unfairly for absolutely no reason. two, you were bleeding out of your arm. and three, i think you're really pretty."

eliza blushed at y/n's words and cracked a small smile.

"thanks," she said sheepishly. "i think you're really pretty, too. i'm eliza."

y/n smiled at eliza and finished wrapping the cut. "hi eliza, i'm y/n."

the two girls talked with each other the entire time they were stuck in the safe room and y/n literally fell for eliza.

'i'm so glad something went wrong today!' 
y/n screamed in her head.

published: july 20, 2020.