Safehouse- A Harry Styles fanfiction

Bo Grace Ellis was your average teenager. Hanging out with friends, complaining about homework and school. But that all changed when she woke up on a deserted street surrounded with flesh eating creatures. She was lost and confused, until a tall, dark curly haired boy named Harry Styles saved her.

Deep down Bo knew she had feelings for this boy. But did he feel the same? Of course not. A tall blonde girl named Taylor swift might have something to do with that.

Will Bo find her family? Will her and Harry get a chance at love? But most of all, would they make it out of this apocalypse alive?

(Some of these characters are from the fanfic Dark by the beautiful Hannah


8. Chapter 8




*Harry's POV*

I opened my eyes in fright, I felt like I was being watched. I turned my head slightly and saw a figure laying next to me, Bo. I sighed with relief, having her around seemed to calm my nerves a bit. Maybe it was just the feeling of having someone so sweet and caring around you. Knowing that whatever happened to you she would always be at your side and never leave. I turned onto my side and faced her, she was facing me but I could just see that her eyes were closed. I was hoping they were open, so that we could turn some candles on or something and we could talk. I didn't feel like sleeping. 

There was a light glow in the room, just enough to see. I decided to get out of bed, it was chilly with just my boxers on. I walked barefoot up the staircase and looked out the window down the street. As usual there was infected everywhere. Slowly staggering back and forth in the street and some laying flat on the ground. I stood away from the window quickly, one of them looked at the house. You could tell whether they'd seen you or not because they would usually let out a moan and not stop till you were dead. Fortunately I was left unseen.

I walked into a room that was down the hallway. I stood in front of the door, deciding whether to go in or not. I opened the door and flicked the light switch. Before me was a boys room with stars glowing on the ceiling. There was a rug with train tracks on the floor and teddy bears and action figures on the shelf opposite me. On the bed was a small art book. As I scanned the room some more something caught my eye in the corner. A guitar. I walked over to it and sat on the bed with it in my hands. I lightly strummed it, it was in tune. I placed my fingers on the frets and quietly played so Bo wouldn't hear. I strummed a few chords and then put it down. Maybe I'd play it later.

I walked out of the bedroom and quietly closed the door. I looked down the hallway and saw a figure standing in front of me. I jumped and backed up against the wall on the other end of the hall. As I did the figure didn't do anything, they just stood in the one spot. I tilted my head and squinted my eyes to try and get a better look at it, my eyes still hadn't adjusted to the darkness. But after a while of staring at them I saw a girl. Bo, of course it was her. How had I been so stupid to think it was someone else! 

"Bo?" I said questionably. Was she awake? I walked over to her and reached for her hand and lightly wrapped my fingers in hers. She was sleepwalking. Her eyes were completely closed and her mouth was slightly agape. 

"Bo wake up." I chuckled. 

She must've been in a really deep sleep because she didn't react at all when I put my arm around her. I carefully lead her down the staircase and into bed. I pulled the covers over her and slipped in next to her. A few slurred mumbles came from her mouth and she nuzzled her head into my neck. It had been a while since someone had acted like this towards me. Taylor used to just kiss and hug me and stuff. Not cuddle like this, she used to make fun of my kissing. And once a girl told me she said I kissed like a snail. I didn't think much of it though, I didn't really care what she thought as long as she was mine. But her personality wasn't the best, I'll be honest with that. Bo is like the full package. She's funny, cute, sweet and smart. She knows what's right for her and to keep calm in tough situations. She's just the perfect girl. But I still yet have to consider whether I like her in that way or not.   

*Bo's POV*

I woke up wrapped in Harry arms. I looked at to his face and he was fast asleep. I looked to the other side of the bed at the clock. 3:30 in the morning, wow. I'd never woken up this early before. I'd sleep in till about lunchtime when I was at home. I decided to go back to sleep and see if I woke up when the sun came up this time.

I opened my eyes and Harry was laying next to me propped up on one elbow. He was smiling at me showing his cute dimples. 

"Morning beautiful." His raspy tone said.

I smiled and got the hair out of my face.

"Morning handsome." 

Harry leant down and gave me a kiss on the cheek. My cheeks burned red which made Harry chuckle. We got out of bed and got ready for the day and we went out the back garden and had a picnic. Harry laid down the rug on the grass and I set up the food. We sat down together and talked.

"So what did you do when you were at home?" Harry asked taking a bite into a sandwich.

"Well, I used to have a couple of friends and I would spend most of my time with them or I'd be on tumblr." I explained. 

Harry listened contently and commented on things at the right time. He was a very good listener. He seemed like he was interested in what I had to say. 

"I used to have tumblr, I didn't go on it much though." Harry stated.

"What was your name? I might've been following you." I asked.

"Ummmmm, I can't remember." Harry replied disappointed.

"Oh....never mind, doesn't matter." I replied lightening the mood.

Harry smiled and looked at me.

"Your eyes are pretty." He complimented.

"Thankyou, I've never liked them much." I replied crossing my eyeballs.

Harry laughed and held my hand. I looked down at our entwined fingers and saw that he was too, he looked worried that I didn't want him doing that. 

"Bo, can I ask you something?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"Sure, you can ask me anything." I replied happily.

Harry looked down at the floor and back up at me." 

"Um, d-do you have feelings for me?" He stuttered.

I looked at him surprised. Was he seriously asking me this? How was I suppose to answer this without sounding like a complete idiot?

"Um, yeah a bit." I said quietly.

I looked up slightly at Harry, his eyes were slightly widened and his mouth was agape a bit.  He didn't say anything. He leant over to me and lightly kissed my lips. I stared at him shocked. He looked into my eyes for a moment and then he leant in again putting his hand on my cheek and kissed me harder. Soon we were both kissing and our eyes were both closed. Harry drew back for air and stopped for a moment.

"Bo, will you be my girlfriend?" He asked desperately.

I nodded and smiled. He grinned showing his dimples and we kissed again. But then I started hearing someone calling my name. 

"Boooo." I heard a raspy tone say. 

The faded voice kept saying my name until I opened my eyes.

As eyes shot open Harry was leaning over me smiling. His big, green orbs looked into mine. 

"Bo what are you doing?" He chuckled.

It turns out that all that was a dream. And now I was laying on the bed with my lips together and it looked like I was about to kiss someone.

"What were you doing in that dream of yours?" Harry asked humorously.

I got up and Harry moved to the side and me and looked at me waiting for my answer.

"Umm, I was uh, putting on lipstick." I replied unconvincingly, I was a terrible liar.

"And you expect me to believe that. You were kissing someone." Harry said laughing. 

I hit him with a pillow and he cracked up into laughter. 

"So who's the lucky guy you were smooching." Harry asked while making kissy faces.

"As if I'm going to tell you." I said annoyed.

"Awww pleeeease? I won't tell anyone." He begged.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him by the chest. Harry acted like it really hurt and started rubbing a chest and making painful faces. I laughed and got up and looked through some clothes in a suitcase.

"What are we doing today?" I asked.

Harry got up and stood beside me watching what I did. I quickly glanced up at him and then back at what I was doing. He looked like he was deep in thought.

"Nothing, we could go for a walk? I know a place where there's no zombies." Harry suggested.

I nodded and smiled. I didn't want to sit inside all day and do nothing, and to go somewhere without infected was almost a dream come true.

We got changed and had something to eat and set off. Harry lead me out the back garden and Harry helped me over the fence. We hurried along an alleyway and went through some bushes to a giant limestone wall. It was huge!

"Harry what are we doing here?" I asked looking up.

Harry ignored me and scanned the wall. He must've been here before, he looked like he knew what he was doing.

"Come here." He ordered.

I walked closer to him and he showed me something on the wall, it was a bit of uneven rock sticking out of it.

"There should be more above, put your feet on them and climb up." He instructed.

I looked at him worriedly but he just nodded his head to tell me to hurry up, so I stepped up and held onto other bits of the stone and hauled myself up. Vans weren't the best shoes to climb in. I was halfway up and then I looked down and slipped slightly. I quickly regained my footing and called down to Harry.

"Why are we doing this? It's dangerous."

"There's something on the other side, this is the safest and quietest way to get there." Harry replied.

I continued on and soon made it up to the top. I looked at the area surrounding us and my mouth went into an 'o' shape. Harry was soon up and sitting next to me, dangling his legs on the other side of the wall.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" He asked.

I nodded my head in reply, I was speechless. I looked out around me and there was a large water fountains and a garden of roses of all different colours. There were paths all over the place with little lanterns it light the way when it got dark. I was the most beautiful place I'd ever seen. leant back and put all my weight on my hands. Harry did the same, our arms overlapping with each other.

"How did you find this place?" I asked curiously.

"Well, it's actually a garden where all the elderly came. They'd come out here to smell the roses and keep their smelling senses going. That's what my grandma told me when I was here with her. But that was years ago." Harry explained. 

I nodded and stared at the scenery. Birds flew around in the distance, it looked so peaceful. There wasn't a monster in sight. Suddenly we heard a shriek a couple of blocks away.

"What the hell was that?" I asked.

"I don't know, but I'm gunna' find out." Harry said getting up on the wall.

"Harry no you could get killed." I argued, grabbing hold of his hoodie.

He stumbled slightly but quickly regained his footing and flicked his curls.

"You coming?" He asked.

I stared at him for a second, thinking about my answer. I nodded and got up with him. Harry grabbed my hand and  we walked along the wall to the corner. I craned my neck to see over a couple of trees and there was a group of zombies running after a girl. I looked at Harry to ask if we should help but he was already climbing down the wall and going after her loading his gun. 

"Harry wait for me!" I shouted. 

I clambered down the wall as fast as I could and ran after him. Harrys legs were a lot longer then mine so I was left to a disadvantage. My legs were starting to ache and sweat was running down my forehead. But I pressed on.

"Harry slow down, I can't keep up!" I puffed.

Harry continued along the road and jumped over obstacles in his way. His long legs pumped on the floor and the muscles in his back flexed with his every step. Soon we could see the girl. Fear was all over her face as she screamed in a corner. The infected creeped up on her ready to take the first bite. 

"Look out!" Harry yelled as he fired his gun. He shot down a couple of zombies and they ended up going for him instead of her. Harry ran up a fire escape on a nearby building and continued to fire at the infected.

"Bo go get her, make sure she okay!" Harry ordered. 

I ran over to the girl on the floor and grabbed her hand.

"Are you okay? What's your name?" I asked. 

The girl just sat on the floor with her head cupped in her hands crying her eyes out. I rubbed her back and whispered reassuring things in her ear.

"Shhhh it's okay, we've found you. Your not alone now. We'll protect you." 

Soon she calmed down and looked up at me. She had long blonde hair and dark brown eyes. Her hair reminded me of Taylor. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying and she had a cut on the bottom of her jawline. Had she been with anyone before this? How had she stayed alive for so long? Soon the screeching of infected stopped after we heard one more bullet fire. 

Harry jumped down and walked over to us, stepping over the dead bodies. He crouched down on one knee and rested his arm on the other one.

"Is she okay?" He asked me.

I looked at him and nodded. He reached over to hold the girls hand but she quickly pulled it away from him. Harry frowned and looked at me again to see if I had an answer for her actions. I shrugged, this girl was strange. She'd let me hold her hand but not Harry. 

"What is your name?" I asked the girl.

She looked up at my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Uhh, Laura. My names Laura." She replied shakily. 

"That's a nice name, and how old are you?" Harry added.

She looked at him and down at the floor.

"17." She answered.

 Harry and I looked at each other. Wondering what to ask next. Harry soon broke the silence and asked another question.

"Are you with anyone or have you been by yourself?" 

She stayed frozen for a moment. Then her breath started to shake.

"Yes, but they're dead now." She whispered.

I looked at her full of sadness. Laura was all by herself, in this hellhole. I wanted to congratulate her for being so strong for making it so long alone but I knew now wasn't the time to do so.

"We'll take you back with us, would you like that?" I asked.

Laura nodded and wiped away the wetness from her eyes. I started to help her up and realised how skinny she was. I could wrap my hand around her wrist and have about 2 centimetres of space between my palm and her skin. I wrapped my arm around her back and could feel all of her ribs. Her spine stood out a lot and her fingers were basically bone. We had to fatten this girl up quick! She wouldn't allow Harry to touch her, so he just guarded us while we walked down the street. If a pack of infected came right now we wouldn't stand a chance going up against them. The gun was out of bullets and we could push Laura to run for more then 200 metres, especially after all the running she did before. 

Eventually we made it back to the house and I sat Laura down on the bed. She quietly thanked me and Harry and I left her alone and went upstairs.

"Why won't she let me touch her?" Harry asked looking out the window.

"Maybe she isn't comfortable with boys touching her, maybe she's experienced stuff in the past?" I suggested.

Harry and I were stumped as to why she wouldn't allow Harry to help her. As we were discussing the issue we heard a shriek downstairs. Something had happened to Laura. 

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