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.


19. What Did I Just Do?

Layla's POV:

He was such a player. Why was I even falling for him in the first place? I don't want him to see my dreams or hear my thoughts. It was a mistake to even trust him in the first place. And Ali...she's trouble too. None of these people should be here. Dylan and I would be better on our own. Him and his big mouth though, he just has to go and invite them. I'll never like them, they're worthless. They'll make things worse. Food is scarce already, but now there's practically crumbs for each of us. "LAYLA!!!" Dylan practically screamed into my ear. "Huh? What?" I jumped. "We were calling you for like 5 minutes! What's wrong?" He asked. I looked down at my hand, small compared to the one holding it. Harry. He heard everything. "Harry I-" "Save it." He said stomping away. I sat in silence, trying to take in everything that's happened. Nausea crept through my body. Everyone's eyes were glued to mine, but I couldn't make eye contact. I quickly stumbled to my feet and ran after Harry.

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