The Undead - A Harry Styles Fanfic

It’s the beginning of the end. The apocalypse is at hand and a virus has broken out over the entire nation leaving few survivors. What happens when Autumn, one of the few survivors, has to fight her way to survive? Will she be able to concur the problems she’ll face and what will happen when she meet a curly haired singer? Read to find out! I promise you won’t be disappointed!

Disclaimer: In no way am I trying to suggest the real Harry Style’s opinions, feelings, or personality. I am only using him as a character of my imagination and am only referencing his place in society and his appearance.


9. An innocent

“Harry slow down.” I commanded as he kept speeding forward. The highway was empty thank God but he was going way too fast. His arm was bleeding like crazy all over the car. Does he even have that much blood? My heart was still beating one hundred miles per minute and I could still feel his hands on me making me nauseous.

“Harry stop.” I yelled. “Pull over you’re going to bleed to death.”

Harry Pulled over and rested his head on the steering wheel and started to sob.

“Shhh Harry it’s ok.” I said and pulled him into a hug which resulted in him crying into my shoulder. I could seel the blood seeping through my shirt but I didn’t care.

“I killed someone Autumn its not ok.” He said angrily smacking the steering wheel. He only got angrier and hit the steering wheel more swearing and crying before collapsing on the steering wheel again.


“What?” He said confused.

“Your arm your loosing too much blood.” Harry looked down at his arm and his face filled with confusion and anger.

“When did he cut me I thought he just grabbed me.”

“No he cut you.”

“Shit.” He whispered I could see him getting weaker as his adrenaline wore out. He rested his head back and his breathing became heavier.

“Hold on.” I spoke softly as I climbed into the back of the car. Digging through my suitcase I found a bandana that I wear in my hair and a tshirt. Climbing back into the front I dug through the bag of food Harry got finding a bottle of water. That’s literally all he got was three bottles of water.

“Sorry that’s all they had everything else was sacked.” He explained out of breath.

“It’s fine.” I whispered. He was so weak and it was breaking my heart. Pouring the water on the shirt I began to clean his wounds. He whimpered as I touched it. There was a lot of blood but the cut wasn’t too deep.

“Thank you.” I said softly.

“For what?” He sobbed.

“For saving my life.”

“Oh.” He said. “You’re welcome.”

“I don’t think I can ever repay you for what you did and I’m sorry about how it had to happen but you did the right thing Harry. Well at least in my eyes and I’m sorry you got hurt..” I trailed off as I began to sob.

“Shh it’s ok it’s ok.” He comforted me pulling me into his arms. I felt him sob into me too and we cried until we were all out of the tears. The car filled with silence the inevitability of our lives settling on us like a blanket.

“I killed an innocent Autumn he didn’t have to die.”

“Maybe, but we could have gotten more seriously injured or he could have taken me.” I said softly rubbing his shoulders. I began to wrap his arm with the bandana.

“I guess.” He sniffed. “I guess I will just have to live the best life for both of us or the best rest of my life.”

“What do you mean Harry?” I asked nervously tying the bandana off. Was he thinking about ending his life? He can’t do that. I need him. What? No, Autumn you don’t. Yes, I do. I’m being ignorant if I don’t realize that. We’re in this together and I need him. He may be an asshole and we may not get along really but he saved my life. Maybe he’s not as big of an asshole as I thought. Maybe just maybe we can get along. He is really caring actually he just showed that. I never thought in the short time that I knew Harry Styles that he would cry over killing someone. I think everyone needs someone now and I think I’m ok with it being him.

“I just don’t know how much longer we will last in this crazy world. It’s amazing we’ve lasted this long.” He sighed.

“Oh ok.” I breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought you were going to commit suicide or something and I don’t think I could’ve handled this on my own.”

“Don’t worry love you’re stuck with me.” He winked. “And is someone admitting they need me?”

“Yes Harry. I need you. Are you happy now?” I sighed. I looked up at his and realized how close we were. He was only a few inches from me and I could feel his breath on my face. My hand was still on his arm and he stroked my face sending butterflies through my stomach. No Autumn you can’t no.

“Yes.” He smiled. “And for the record I need you too.”

The next thing I knew he leaned over and kissed me lightly, gently pressing his lips against mine causing my heart to skip a beat. He pulled away looking down quickly, clearing his throat, and started the car. I blushed looking down as well. Harry just kissed me. He really just kissed me. Stop it Autumn it probably didn’t mean anything you’re overthinking this. I smiled slightly, the feeling of his lips on mine replaying in my head. What? Am I not allowed a moment to accept that I may like him a little? No Autumn stop.

“So to your house then?” He asked, causing my heart to beat a little bit faster than it should. Damn it what have I done.

“Ya, we’re just about there. Take the next right and we will enter my neighborhood.” I smiled. I hadn’t realized how far we had come.

“Alright and you better have food.” He laughed.

“Ya no kidding I’m starving.” I laughed as well.

Harry pulled off the side of the road and drove towards my house. I snuck a glance at him a couple of times and once I caught him staring at me causing us to look back out the window. Ok maybe I like him a little but a crush doesn’t mean anything. Besides, he doesn’t feel the same.

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