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.


26. Shelter

Dylan's POV:

I heard their soft laughs and talking. Their footsteps were becoming closer and closer. I didn't like Harry and Layla together at all. He'll hurt her, he'll break her heart. And, if he did, she'd have absolutely no one. No one to look after her and protect her but me. No one to love her. "Did you find anything?" His voiced boomed through my head, bouncing back and forth in my brain. "No, but these buildings look better than the others." I looked back at them, their fingers intertwined. "C'mon...lets go inside." Layla said dragging Harry behind her. They pushed open the door and walked into the lobby. Layla looked around in awe at the sight. There were paintings all over the wall, and a large fountain in the middle. We walked up to the front desk and grabbed room-keys for rooms that were all next to each other. We had to take the stairs to the top floor. Everyone's breathing got deeper and quicker as we walked up the flights. Once we got there, everyone grabbed a key and opened a room. Mine was filled with clean furniture and suits too big for me to wear.


Harry's POV:

I stayed to watch the others open their doors. Louis and El were sharing one. There's was filled with vintage furniture and flowers. El loved the wardrobe they had, but Louis had to deal with larger clothes. Liam and Danielle's was a little messy, but Danielle offered to clean it up, and once she did it was perfect. "Hey man, want to share a room?" Niall asked. "Sure." I said following him to a room. I slid the key in and opened the door. There were sports jerseys dispersed throughout the place, footballs, soccer balls, baseball bats. I picked up a picture placed on the shelf. They looked like brothers. Obviously they loved sports. Niall was picking up the jerseys and placing them on the bed he claimed was his.

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