Uh, hey. This isn't really a first story for me per say, I just have never uploaded on this website before. However, this is my first NickxEllis story. Please, enjoy.

WARNING: This WILL be a boyxboy love story. Do not like, do not read. I don't want flaming because you were to naïve to read this.

DISCLAIMER: Left 4 Dead 2 and all its characters belong to Valve; I own NOTHING. Story idea is the only thing, I guess, that I own.


Damn it. It was a zombie apocalypse for crying out loud, and this shit had to happen. It had to be him. His stupid, annoying, yet seductive Southern accent was killing him! It was gnawing at his ears! Nick groaned aloud.

"One time, ma' buddy Keith n' I-" Ellis started up. Coach, thankfully, cut in before the story could piss off Nick anymore than he already was.

"Ellis, now is not the time." Ellis pouted, sending shivers down Nick's spine. God, that voice! There it was, pushing its way through Nick's ears. I can't keep doin' this shit… Nick shook his head. He had to get Ellis out of his head; if he wanted to survive, that was. Once again, Nick let out an agonizing groan.

"Nick, if you groan one more time, I'm going to slap you," Coach commented. Rochelle and Ellis giggled. Nick gave his look that he used to give to people when gambling; the I'm-Going-To-Fucking-Kill-You look.

"Ugh…!" Nick drawled out, smirking a little as Coach's face got a little distorted. He heard Rochelle's and Nick's giggles fill the air. Ellis's especially. It rang in Nick's ears, and he thought he was going to go deaf from the beautiful sound. Nick frowned. Here he was, supposed to be fighting off the infection and all he could think about was… Dare he say it, making love to the Southern. Something Nick thought he'd never want to do with anyone again. He trembled a little as he could imagine the tan muscles clenching underneath him, that Southern voice turning into a sweet moan, just for Nick… Nick cringed. God damn…

"Praise th' Lord!" Ellis cried as him and his other three teammates reached a safe room. There was no infected in sight, which surprised them all. They didn't want to jinx it, so they made a run for the room. Coach slammed the door shut and all four were panting.

"We... Made it!" Rochelle gasped out. Coach let out a chuckle before it turned into a cough from the loss of breath. Nick started laughing too. They were still alive, amazingly! As each member had a moment to catch their breath, they checked their surroundings. They happened to be in a small motel. The motel was in perfect shape; nothing had gotten to it. Just to make sure, Coach checked the only few rooms that were there. There were eight total, and all checked out to be clear. Well, at least it was good to know that not too many people stayed here.

"All good!" Coach yelled. The other three let out a sigh of relief. Finally, somewhere they could crash where they didn't feel like they were going to die anytime soon.

"Pick a room," Coach said. He had already picked his room; the room that was closest to the door, just in case anything bad happened. Rochelle picked the across from Coach's, having the same thinking in mind. Nick shrugged and chose the room next to Coach's. Nick was left, and he didn't move.

"What's wrong, Ellis?" Rochelle said in her motherly voice. Ellis's eyes went downcast, and he started to push his fingers together.

"We-well… It's jus'… It's nice t' know that we're actually safe fo' once, but, I still don' feel comfortable by m'self yet." Ellis frowned. So, he was afraid still. Nick held back a little smile. For an eccentric young man, it was nice to know he was still aware of everything that was going on around him.

"Aww, honey, it'll be okay!" Rochelle cooed. "If it will make you feel better, bunk with Nick!" Nick's head cracked as he turned to look at Rochelle flabbergasted while Coach held back a laugh. Ellis's face lit up like a Christmas tree as he eagerly shook his head yes. Nick was shocked. Oh, fuck me!!

"I-! why can't he sleep with Coach, or you?!" Nick pleaded. He already had a hard time controlling himself without being alone with him, now this?! Ellis frowned a little.

"I wanna sleep wit'chu though!" Ellis explained. Nick refrained from blushing from the statement, Coach refrained from dying of laughter, and Rochelle refrained from giggling.

"Aww, he wants to sleep with you!" Coach laughed. Nick resisted the urge to ram his fist in Coach's face. Nick turned to Ellis, who had a face on only a mother could love (and Nick,) with his hands clasped together.

"Please??" Ellis pleaded. "I don' feel right by m'self! It'll jus' be for this one night, I promise!" Ellis crossed his fingers to show 'he promised.' Nick let out a sigh.

"F-fine.. But don't expect me to tuck you in!" Nick said as he opened the door to his room. Ellis whispered a 'YES!' before following happily after Nick as Rochelle and Coach watched until the door slammed shut. Rochelle looked at Coach with a sly grin before making a comment:

"Fifty bucks that they have do it tonight." Coach grinned.

"You're on!"

Both doors slammed shut.

Well, that was enlightening. Writing stories always puts me in a better mood. I wrote this because I'm sad about something stupid. Oh well; I hope you all liked it so far. I'll update sometime this weekend; IF my essays I have to write don't kill me. You can review or not.