HOI! KK, so this's wat I'm thinkininining...yeah, that's a word...ANYHOW! As lots of you guys know, I don't exactly have a good reputation to continue writing stories, truth is I get an idea, I write it down, 2 or 3 chapters in, I give up cause I can't think of anything else...SO! I came up with a SHAMAZING (#Peanut...U AM ME HEROOOOO!) idea, MAKE ONE SHOTS FOR SHIT I CAN'T BE BOTHERED TO TURN INTO FULL STORYS! *0* SUCH GENIUSOSITY! (yes, that's a word also...) SOOOOOOOOO! I have some ideas, and one im REALLY looking forward to doing, but I've still only got a few, so! If any of you have any ideas for a one shot, DEN P.M ME BRU, I GIVE U FULL CREDIT AND ALL DAT! XD ANyways, here's de first one shot. Please Review! Means a lot! No?...okay. XD

KK, so this one is basically where Clementine and Nick are locked in the shed, but...

Clem: 24

Nick: 25

So yes, it is click...and dere is a lot of drunkinessessess (I LIKE TO MAKE UP WORDS! ALRIGHT!?)And instead of one day, Clem's been with the group one month. Alright, enjoy! AND DON'T FORGET TO LEAVE A REVIEEEEWW! I like to hear your guys thoughts about this, and if you're thinking, "Meh, its kay" or "PISS THE HELL OF! U AM SHITTY WRITER!" XD ENJOY!

Clementine's POV:

GOD! Why do walkers have to be such a pain in the ass! The damn things kept banging against the door while me and Nick were pushing our bodies up against it. Nick lost his footing and the door was open, but we quickly reacted and shut it back again, that's when I realised that we can't keep doing this forever.

"Nick! Find something to block the door!" I shouted to him and he just stood there for a while. But him being the asshole he is, he didn't give me any warning and just casually walked away. Does this guy wanna get us killed? "NICK!" I screamed at him while trying to move to get a good hold of the door. The gap between the two doors revealed a walker trying to rip my throat out. Bit of a struggle, but then I heard a bang behind me. I looked back for the smallest second and saw Nick had found a huge crate.

Catching on his idea, I moved out the way and he pushed the crate against it to block the walkers. We waited a few seconds to see if it would hold, which it did. As soon as we knew, I leaned against the wall on my back before sliding down into a kneeling position while trying to catch my breath back. I looked back at Nick and saw him slouched sitting in a chair. His eyes had just lost all life in them, not the vibrant blue I remembered them to be, that fluorescent glow just vanished. I felt like screaming at the guy, but I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Are you okay?" I asked with genuine concern. The guy just lost a family member, he's probably devastated. He gave me silence, so I considered he didn't want to talk. I sighed before sitting down on the cold floor while removing my grey backpack and placing it to the side. "Why'd you leave my uncle? Back at the stream, why'd you follow me?" He asked breaking the silence. "I don't know where to start but...Pete...got bit."

"What?"

"He got bit. A walker bit him on the leg before walkers came. Trust me, I never wanted to leave him like that. He didn't deserve to die the way he did, no one does."

His answer was silence. I sighed before looking around the cellar with my eyes. "What should we do now?" I asked, not only trying to change the subject but also out of genuine curiosity. "I don't know...we wait, I guess." He replied with depression acing his voice. I've been where he's been, and it's a VERY dark place...

I decided to look around, find anything useful. I left Nick to his grieving, now wasn't the time to annoy him with questions. Looked in the crates, food was rotten...shocker. Found a still for making booze, but that was busted up...what I wouldn't do for a drink right now...

I moved a plank of plywood leaning against a shelf and saw some brown glass jars. Curiosity got the better of me, so I picked up a jar and unscrewed the lid. "What is that stuff?" Nick asked from behind me. I took a whiff of it and drew my nose straight back. That was some STRONG shit. "Whiskey." I answered him while throwing him a jar. He looked at me confused before I said "Well you did ask me just so you could get some, right?" I said while raising an eyebrow, but he still wore a curious expression. "You're actually gonna let me drink?" He asked in disbelief. "Well, yeah. If we're gonna die here, might as well have a drink." I answered with a shrug before moving another piece of plywood. My eyes widened in excitement and a huge grin landed on my face. "Jackpot!" I whisper-screamed and grabbed the case in excitement. I carried it with me using both hands and walked past Nick and sat back in my spot. He looked at me confused. "This shit...is mine..." I said while pulling out a bottle from the case and opening the top using my pocket knife. "WKD?" Nick asked in confusion. "Yeah. You got your whiskey, I got me vodka. Deal?" I said before taking a huge gulp of the blue heave in a bottle. (Don't judge, I love WKD blue, TASTES LIKE BUBBLEGUM!) Nick shrugged before taking a gulp himself. All we could do now is wait...and drink.

"13 down, 11 to go." I mumbled while taking another bottle out of the case. Nick had the same number of jars as I did bottles, but that whiskey was WAY stronger than this, so he was much more drunk than me...even though I was drunk myself.

"So, wh-*hiccup* what'd you do before all this shit?" Nick asked with a slur in his voice. I took a gulp before answering. "I studied at the UGA-"

"Look, my minds too kerbubbled to process fancy words..."

"I studied at university. Studied in...foreign language, graphics and american history. I was in a band and worked part time at mah dads auto shop too, according to him I was 'a money magnet for male customers'." I chuckled at the memory. "Well, can't say I blame the man for thinkin' that."

The hell?

A long silence after that, until Nick broke it.

"I had to kill my mom." I turned my head towards him and saw pain and guilt all over his face. His blue eyes made contact with my amber ones, and I could see the pain in them as tears threatened to fall. He sent a light chuckle. "Sounds weird when I saw it out loud, huh?" I thought about it for a moment before sighing and standing up.

"Not really..." I mumbled sadly while bringing myself up to sit on the table next to him. "Whatcha mean?" He asked in confusion, but still sadness. I left a long silence after that, thinking over if I should tell him or not. I sighed before answering his question. "I had to kill my mom and dad as well..." Me and Nick shared a sorrowful glance at each other before I looked away and towards the window, focusing on the blue moonlight that was gleaming through it. "Luke always used to push me, case o' beer and says 'Nick! we're burnin' daylight!'...and that was that. I wish I was like him, just keep moving all the time, but...I'm just not...built like that."

"No one's built like that."

"Are you?" He asked kinda coldly. I couldn't believe he actually asked me that! "Do you feel pain, guilt and sadness? Or do you just push it to one side and carry on without looking back?" He said while glaring at me. I was about to open my mouth to scream at him for thinking of something so idiotic, but I thought actions speak louder than words. I rolled up my sleeves, showing him my scars while he stared in surprise while I looked at him coldly.

"Every minute...of every day. I shot my parents with a Remington 11-87 (It's a shotgun...what? I don't research weapons of death *shifts eyes back and forth*) while I was walking round the streets in walker guts and they were trying to tear me limb from limb. Slug rounds, right in their eyes, then another one in the only one I had left to call family. He coulda left me in that classroom when the rest of 'em died in there, but he came back for me. How would you feel if you were stalked in a zombie apocalypse then getting napped!? Lee saved me! He coulda left me to die like any other shitty teacher but he didn't! He came back for me and he died because of it!" I snapped at him and he looked at me in disbelief before looking back down to the ground. Shit, I done it again ain't I?

"Sorry."

"Don't be, I shouldn't have asked. That's your business, not mine."

An awkward silence after that before he spoke again. "I shot her because she was bitten. Somebody came looking for help, a girl. She asked for help when she was bitten. Luke thought we would be able to control it but...we couldn't. My mom was standing right in front of her and then...dead. Throat ripped out." He said sadly.

"Why're you tellin' me this?" I asked curiously. He's never really told me anything about him, but now he's telling me something that people would only tell true friends. "I trust you..." He said quietly. "Trust you more than anybody in the group. You're smart, confident, strong, thoughtful, caring, selfless. You do whatever you can to not turn away from people who need help because you know what it's like when people refuse to help you."

I was...shocked, if I'm honest. I never would've expected anybody to say that about him, yet alone Nick. "Erm...I don't know how to react to that." I spoke truthfully. Again, silence...but then I heard a tear hit against the floor. It wasn't mine, do I looked to my right and saw Nick looking to the ground while rubbing the bridge of his nose and crying softly. I immediately got off the table and knelt down in front of him while I wore a concerned face. "Nick?" I asked while placing a hand on his shoulder.

As soon as I touched him he looked up and I saw his sore eyes. Tears running down them and the icy blue colour of his iris turned a light greyish-blue. Our eyes made contact and we couldn't take them off. I missed his old eyes, the eyes which would almost glow a fluorescent blue when I looked at them, the ones which sparkled in the light, sending waves of different tones of blue out for me to admire. I saw him move his head to my right shoulder and he buried his face into it. I could only feel sympathy as I felt dampness start on my shirt. I wrapped my arms around his torso while rubbing his back in small, slow circles and whispering sweet nothings into his ear as he continued to cry.

After a few minutes of that I felt him move the side of his head towards my chest. "Nick? What're you..." I whispered cautiously to try and not upset him any further. "Just...I wanna listen." He answered quietly and without life. I gave a sorrowful glance before accepting it and taking off his cap and placing it on the side. I then ran my fingers through his raven black hair and wrapping my other arm around his neck. I don't know why but...it felt right. The fact we were both holding one another in such a way that those who truly cared about one another would, just felt like it was meant to be. He lifted his head up and looked into my eyes again. We stayed that way until he whispered quietly. "Clem." I waited for him to expand on his comment, and then he whispered quietly and meaningly.

"I think I love you."

I was stunned. This guys just admitted to having feelings for me. It all makes sense. Why it all felt right. When we were holding each other, when we looked into each others eyes. I knew what it was.

"I think I love you too." I whispered back and we saw our faces coming closer together. It wasn't soon before our lips met each others and we both melted into the kiss. His lips were surprisingly soft, and the way they moved against mine; I knew this was right. My arms were wrapped round his neck while one of his was round my waist and the other was at the back of my head, keeping our faces as close to each other as possible. This was it, this was love.

"Nick? Clem?" It was a voice at the door. I tried to sit up on the ground but went straight back down. My head! FUCKING KILLS! Nick heard it too and when he realized his hangover, he groaned in pain. I tried to keep my eyes shut, hurt my head too much to open them. I heard the door creak open, but I really wasn't capable of taking a walker today. Damn hangovers, why'd I drink do much?

"Jesus." I heard the voice again, sounded like...Luke? "Hey man... Got any aspirin?" I heard Nick say. I opened my eyes and saw him leaning on his elbows while lying on the floor. "Double for me." I mumbled while attempting to sit up while holding my head. "You assholes..." Luke chuckled happily while walking towards Nick and helping him stand. He wobbled a bit before looking back at Luke. The two embraced in a brotherly hug while Luke mumbled "I found Pete. I'm sorry man, but Carver's on our tail. You good to go?" He asked while separating the hug. This was one hell of a hangover. I can faintly recall the events of last night. I know me and Nick admitted our feelings then kissed and then went to sleep. But he had way more alcohol than me...he probably doesn't remember a thing.

"Sure, but...can I talk to Clem for a bit...alone." Nick asked while looking back out the doors and I followed his line of vision and saw the rest of the group on the dirt road a few metres away. Luke clearly looked surprised. "Oh...yeah...sure, man. We'll be just outside. Come over when you're done." He said slightly shocked while walking out the cellar.

Once he was outta sight, Nick walked over towards me and held his hand out for me to take. I gladly took it and stood up with a few wobbles. We stared into each others eyes for a while, and he smiled at me and I did the same. I then saw a knowing look in his eyes. Wait a sec?...

"Do you remember last night?" He asked curiously, but I heard a hint of worry in his voice. I sighed before answering. "Yes...do you?" I asked kinda worried. I didn't want one of the best moments of my life to be forgotten by the one that gave it to me. He smiled before answering. "I'll never forget it." We both smiled and our faces came closer, before we heard a voice outside.

"DID YOU TWO SLEEP TOGETHER!?" Luke...

"NO!"

Well, there you go. Hope you liked it! only did the last bit because as I was reading it I was like 'wait a sec...THEY DIDN'T DO IT!' so yeah, hope you were amused by my so not accidental joke at the end. XD Please leave a review and if anyone has any ideas of some one-shots, please PM me :) Love to hear your ideas and hoped you enjoyed this first one-shot! :D

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