The End

When the world ends, will Layla and Dylan be able to survive on their own? They haven't found any water in days, and their food selection is scarce. They need to find help, before their time is up. When they meet up with five boys from the fire, will they be able to survive together? Or will hell find them first? So far, hell is winning.


14. Cold, tired, and clueless...

Harry's POV:

"Can we take a break soon?" I heard Louis's voice behind me. He sounded exhausted, and I knew he had to help Eleanor because of what had happened yesterday. "Ya, we're coming up towards a few buildings that we could stay in." Liam said as he continued to walk, taking sip after sip of his water bottle. I looked over to Layla. She looked like she was about to fall asleep. She was gasping for air and her breath made little swirls in the cold air. "Are you ok?" I asked, making sure I looked worried. "Ya...I'm fine." She sighed, "Dylan are we close?" She asked. "Ten more minutes, sis." He replied. She rolled her eyes and continued to walk, wincing every few steps. "Want me to carry you?" I asked her. "No. I'm fine, thanks though." She replied, the sound of little specks of ice crunching under her boots. "I'm just really cold." She said as she moved towards me a little bit. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders as we continued to walk. We finally made it to the buildings. Everyone quickly rushed in, letting out long sighs of relief. Layla walked to the corner and fell to her knees, throwing her head back towards the wall as she sighed. "I'm exhausted." Perrie said. "I'm pretty sure everyone is." Liam said sitting down on a chair. I looked over to Layla again. She las laying down on her side, closing her eyes and resting her head on her hat. "Is she ok?" I heard Louis whisper to Niall. "I don't know. She looks sick." He replied looking over to Dylan who had a worried expression on his face. "She'll be ok..." Eleanor hesitated. Dylan walked over to the desk upfront and sat down in the chair behind it. Everyone else found somewhere to sit, too. I just stood up against the window and squatted down until I was sitting on the floor. "How far are we?" Danielle asked. "It's only been an hour." Dylan replied looking at the battery powered clock on the wall. "How much farther do we have to go?" I asked, remembering how exhausted Layla was just after the first hour. "It could take longer than I thought. It's only 4." Dylan replied, everyone moaned and whined at the comment. "What's wrong with your sister?" Liam asked. "She's just tired." Dylan replied munching on a piece of bread. "Are you sure?" Zayn asked. "Pretty sure...why?" Dylan replied. I walked over to her and moved her hair off of her face. Her lips were blue and her face paler than usual. I bent down to her lips and heard nothing. "Dylan she's not breathing..." I said, voice cracking and shocked. "Harry seriously..." Louis said. "Yes! She's not breathing!!!" I yelled. Dylan quickly rushed over to her side and put his ear to her mouth. "Give me her backpack." He said, serious look on his face. I hurried to get her backpack off of her and handed it to Dylan. He searched through the pockets and pulled out an inhaler. "She has asthma?" Niall asked. "Severe." Dylan replied, squeezing two puffs into her mouth. There was a long cough and a huge gasp for air. She continued to lay down, pain and agony spread across her face. "Thank you." She croaked. "Are you ok?" Dylan asked. She was un-able to answer. Her throat was dry and her lungs were sore. She slowly closed her eyes again. "Layla?" Dylan asked. She blinked a few times and looked up at me. "Hi." She whispered. Everyone laughed as she sat up. "Are you ok?" Liam asked. "Ya...I'm pretty sure. Just worn out." She replied leaning back against the wall. Her lips started to change color, going back to the shade of pink that she wore with her smile. She rubbed her eyes and Perrie handed her a bottle of water. She gulped some down and looked at me with a smirk. "Aren't you dating Taylor Swift?" She asked me. "I hated her. It was all managements idea." She laughed. "I could be dating you if you want me to." He said cheekily. "Nah. I'm livin' that single life." She joked, "I'll think about it."    "I slept terrible last night." Danielle said changing the subject. "I did too..." Eleanor added. "So did Layla." I said. "Huh?" She looked at me. "She kept having bad dreams." I added. "You had the same ones!!!" She yelled, realizing what she had just said. "What are you talking about?" Zayn asked. Great. More explaining.

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