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.

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18. Anymore

We rode for a while in silence, zipping down streets on the motorbike. There was an unspoken tension between us that wasn’t comfortable like it was before. I don’t know why but I missed the old Harry which is weird to say seeing as I’ve only known him for a couple days but I miss the Harry I knew before my image of him was ruined by walking in on him and Lia. I don’t know why I guess I just thought his image was just that an image, not how he really was but I was proven wrong. Again. I kept holding onto that shred of hope that I was right, that he really was different and that he really cared about me but as Lia had said ‘he’s only using you to find his friends’ and she’s right. I mean come on, look at me. I am a 19 year old college student who knows how to shoot a gun better than some soldiers I’m no cheerleader and I’m not a bitch, well a major one at least, of course he’s not into me. I mean come on Autumn you don’t really care that much if he’s just using you just use him as well. I let myself talk myself down. He doesn’t care and you shouldn’t either.

We continued to sit in silence and awkwardness for infinite unknown amounts of time as Harry left me to my thoughts. Suddenly Harry stepped on the breaks and pulled to the side of the road angrily and got off the bike and looked at me.

“Ok I can’t do this anymore. The silence is killing me and all I can think about is what you’re thinking about! I can feel the awkwardness and the tension between us and I just can’t take it anymore, so just say what you need to say so we can go back to the way it used to be.” He groaned in frustration running his hand through his hair.

“It can never be the way it used to be Harry.” I said softly

“Why not.” He asked nervously. I looked up at him meeting his eyes, which swam with worry and confusion, and I looked back down at the ground.

“Why not.” He repeated more forcefully and angrily this time.

“Because I thought you were different.” I mumbled.

“What?” Harry asked with the same angry tone.

“I said I thought you were different.” I shouted at him. “Ok? You happy now?”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He yelled.

“It means I thought you were different! How is that hard to comprehend?” I yelled back.

“Because is that a good thing or a bad thing?” He asked lowering his voice.

“Not good. Remember when we first met and I made the assumption that you were a pompous jerk.” I said looking him in the eyes and I watched his expression turn to sadness and confusion.

“Ya?”

“Well it’s not an assumption anymore.”

“Why what changed that.” He asked softly as he sat on the side of the road. I paused to collect my thoughts what did change oh you know besides the casual numerous betrayals and his lack of empathy for me at all.

“I guess I always just figured I could trust you and that you would have my back no matter what.”

“That hasn’t..” Harry started but I cut him off.

“Do you want to know or not?” I snapped at him and he shut up and looked at me to continue. “I thought we were a team and even though deep down I knew you were just using me I convinced myself that little part of me was wrong. I guess the worst thing of it all is that I should’ve listened and I didn’t. I always fucking listen and this time, this one time when I’m fragile and when I let my walls down a bit, I didn’t. When I first met you I could tell you were only with me so I could help you and then you’d leave me in the dust when you found your friends. Then suddenly you proved me wrong and you weren’t a stubborn ass you were actually nice to me and you seemed to care about my well being too and then you go and ruin it again. You weren’t just some snotty pop star you were a regular guy and we seemed to be friends or something like it I guess. So I guess I’m just disappointed.” I don’t know why I told him the truth but I need closure before I leave because I know this ends with me leaving.

“Autumn I’m still the same guy, the nice one. I do care about you and I’m not using you! Where did you even get that idea from?” He sighed.

“Well maybe from your little girlfriend Lia and the fact that you stayed with her!” I snapped again.

“What the hell did she even say to you!”

“Something along the lines of you’re ugly, Harry could do so much better than you, maybe someone like me, he’s only using you to get to his friends, and he doesn’t actually like you. So basically what she usually says but more.”

“Wow. Well none of that is true.” He answered.

“Really, because it all seems true to me.”

“Well its true in a way I guess.” He sighed causing my mouth to drop. Well then asshat. “No. No! Not what I meant! I meant that it’s true but not in the way you think. One. I’m most definitely not using you. I don’t really have proof of that but I’m not ok. I mean ya I want to work with you and I want you to help me but I’m not going to drop you at the end. I promise. Two. Ya I would go more for people like Lia but not for the reason you think. She’s easily attainable like a toy she’s used to being used and thrown away, as horrible as it sounds. She’s ok with just having sex because popular guys give her power. Three. I am not good enough for YOU. You’re sweet and beautiful and you could have any guy you wanted and I don’t think you would ever be happy settling for just me, which is part of the reason I made out with her in the first place, to make you jealous. After I caught you kissing Rick I thought you liked him and that you had a history and then Lia told me you did and I just snapped and wanted you to feel what I felt so I kissed her.”

“So what that’s supposed to explain everything? Because it doesn’t explain why you wouldn’t leave with me. If you liked me why didn’t you leave and why did you say you liked her?”

“I don’t know why I didn’t leave. I kind of thought you were trying to make Rick jealous and I was still angry so I was kind of trying to get back at you.” He replied looking at the ground.

“That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard!” I snapped. He sucks at apologies and explanations because I still don’t trust him and I am still not convinced.

“Ya well I’m stupid! I was worried sick about you after that and all I could think was that you were one of them. When I saw you I thought I was dreaming but it was almost a curse because we’re back to the way things used to be and I know you’ll never be mine because I’m afraid we’ll never work. We have this attraction but it’s based around the tension and the fighting and this stupid end of the world shit but I’d rather have things this way then not be with you at all!” He said looking me in the eyes. Honestly I was speechless. I want to trust him so bad that it hurts. I want him so bad it hurts. Maybe he is telling the truth. No Autumn he’s not.

“I guess I’ll believe you but if you ever betray me again we’re done. I’ll never speak to you again. I don’t trust you I hope you know that. Trust is the thing I give out the least in the world and if you lose it it takes more than a crappy apology to get it back. Plus this is completely platonic and I am saying now I get you to Redbury and I’m done.”

“Fine.” He stared at me he almost looked disappointed but he had put a wall back up. He was smart for taking whatever he could get.

I sighed as he moved towards the bike moving back to give him some room. I could feel the edges of my vision getting blurry as he hoped on and started the engine. Shaking my head I tried to clear it but it was just getting worse. To top it off we were moving now and I could feel myself slipping away. More images of car crashes and me being thrown flashed in my head.

“Harry stop.” I croaked weakly.

“What?” He yelled over the engine.

“Stop.” I tried to yell but it only came out as a whisper. I felt myself lose my grip as I fell into the darkness.

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