Name: Love Me To Pieces

Summary: ❝I clammed to sorrow like I'm clamming to you, the only thing that I ever knew.❞

Erin Steinbeck was just as clueless over the outbreak as everyone else was when it happened. One minute, she was a happy and normal eighteen year old who only seemed to care about her heroin addict boyfriend and the next, she was wielding a katana and killing every infected she saw. Funny how things can change so quickly, you hardly realize it's happening until you wake up one day and your whole world comes crashing down around you.

FEAR THE WALKING DEAD SEASON ONE

Pairing: Nick/OC

Rating: T – for bad language, drug mention and use, self-harm mention, strong violence, rape mention, strong blood and gore and moderate sex references – RATING MAY GO UP.

Genre: Romance/Horror

Disclaimer: I own nothing used, except for the idea for this story and my OCs. This story is purely for entertainment purposes only.

Story song: Love Me To Pieces by Erik Hassle

Author's note: I've been binge watching FTWD for the past two days and it's safe to say that I'm obsessed. This will be set during season one so spoilers for that if you haven't seen it. I'll probably do a story with each season, I haven't really decided yet. Anyways, hope you enjoy this story!

Katie Findlay as Erin Steinbeck

But without babbling on too long, on with the story.


Love Me to Pieces; Erik Hassle

We Must Be Killers; Mikky Ekko

Out Of The Woods; Taylor Swift

Meet Me On The Equinox; Death Cab For Cutie

The Lightning Strike (What If This Storm Ends?); Snow Patrol

Colors; Halsey

Run; Jasmine Thompson

In This Shirt; The Irrepressibles

Stay; Kristina Cox

Cold Favours; Kyla La Grange

Castle; Halsey

Why'd You Only Call Me When You're High?; Arctic Monkeys

Bittersweet Tragedy; Melanie Martinez

Warrior; Nina Sublatti

Radioactive; Imagine Dragons

Scream My Name; Tove Lo

Toy Soldiers; Martika

Now and Again; Tor Miller

Sober; Selena Gomez

Meltdown; Stromae feat. Lorde, Pusha T, Q-Tip & HAIM

California Dreamin'; Sia

Gasoline; Halsey

Art of War; We The Kings

Take Me to Church; Hozier

Stay With Me; Sam Smith

Ghost Town; First Aid Kit

Countdown; Tommy Wallach

I Knew You Were Trouble; Taylor Swift

Hero; Jessie J

Some Unholy War; Amy Winehouse

Run On Love; Tove Lo

Stay; Rihanna

A Natural Disaster; Tommy Wallach


"In the ruins of this city,

Our footsteps follow

the yellow lines left behind,

Which remind us;

'You cannot stop here.'

We find ourselves unwelcome,

Scrambling through rubble strewn streets,

Listening to the empty bones of buildings speak,

In the language of rust and age;

'We cannot protect you any more.'

A trembling silence,

Fearful of breaking but wanting,

More than ever,

To echo the voices of those that lived here;

'Don't be scared. We'll be okay.'

We do not belong here,

This world is not ours,

Vines and roots climb the side of buildings,

Possessive of what humanity built;

'This place is nature's once again.'

Footsteps behind us,

Carrying their rage like weapons;

A bloodlust born of the world's death,

Demands of us;

'Only children born of war can stay.'"

~ Unwelcome, by Fitzgerald Hunt.