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.


32. Trust Me

Layla's POV:

I did still love Dylan. But what he did to Harry was cruel, selfish. "We know you still love him, but what if he hurt you?" Eleanor asked. "What if he knows who the madman is? What if he's on his side? What if he's telling him where to find you?" Niall added. I felt stupid for not thinking of that, but losing Dylan would mean losing everything. He was the only family I had left...I'd lose it all. "So we're just gonna let him die out there? All alone?" I asked. "We could find him... if he changes and apologizes, we'll help him. If he doesn't..." Liam trailed off. Harry rubbed my back, his lips were pressed to my head, eyes shut closed. "Everything's gonna be ok, Layla. I promise." He whispered. I nodded softly, allowing him to continue. "We're all here for you." Ali weakly smiled. "Thank you..." I sighed as I pulled away from Harry. His arm wrapped around the small of my back. He placed his hand just above my hip, tugging me closer to him. "Be careful..." He whispered into my ear as we started walking again. I heard Louis whisper something to Harry as he nodded and smirked in return. Louis gave him a thumbs up and a big grin as we walked away. "I'm hungry..." I sighed. "I'll get you some food. Promise." Harry said letting go of my back and taking my hand. "Thank you again..." I whispered. "Don't worry about it." He smiled. I sighed as I thought about what was happening. I felt Harry's eyes on me, but I refused to make eye contact. "I know you'll miss him, but it's best for you. Everyone's searching for him. You just need to get inside and relax. Don't think about it. I'm sure he'll be ok." Harry tried to inform me. I heard it all, I listened, but it was slowly escaping my memory. "Are you listening to me?" Harry asked. He was obviously getting annoyed with my silence. "Look at me." He said standing in front of me. I lifted my head up to meet his gaze. "Trust me," he demanded, "I need you to trust me." I closed my eyes, opening them soon after. "I do." I promised him. He walked me to my apartment, checking around for anything but finding it empty. I sat crisscross-applesauce on the ground. I heard Harrys footsteps approach me. "Are you ok?" He asked. I stayed silent for a while, "I guess..." I sighed. "Everything will be ok," he reassured me, "we're all here for you." "What if he doesn't come back? I'll lose everything I've ever had." I looked away. Harry looked at me "You won't lose me."



Author's Note:

So so so so soooooo sorry I haven't updated! I was on Spring break and nothing weas working and i have like 5 projects and papers to do this week I'm not even kidding. Please keep reading! I'll be updating more often now, PROMISE! ~ Taylor xxx

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