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.


4. Fight or flight

"So how do you kill them then?" Harry asked as we continued to make our way to the exit through security.

“You are assuming I am going to tell you?” I asked looking over at him. He was following behind me at a slow leisurely pace, which frankly pissed me off. Were in a crisis and he’s taking an afternoon stroll.

“Well how else do you expect me to protect your hot ass?” He winked. I am going to kill him. I smirked to myself as different visions of me killing him flashed through my brain.

“Actually at the moment I’m protecting your cocky ass so I’d shut the hell up if I was you and I’d hurry up to because if they get you because you’re being a lazy ass then I won’t help you.” I snapped.

“A hot cocky ass actually.” He smirked.

“Did you seriously just ignore the rest of what I just said?” I groaned.

“Yep.” He smirked. “Why does it matter anyways, June?”

“It’s Autumn.”

“Whatever.” Fine if he wants to be like that so will I.

“And if it doesn’t matter and you can protect yourself you won’t mind if I do this..” I took a deep breath and pretended to start screaming. He gave me a terrified look and sprung towards me covering my mouth.

“SHH! No don’t I’m sorry ok.”

“That’s better now are you going to listen to what I’m going to say?”


“Ok then.” I smirked and went to scream again.

“Ok fine.” He stopped me quickly. I continued to walk and he kept up this time.

“Are you going to tell me how to kill them or not.” He asked after awhile. I stayed silent.

“Hello?” He asked waving his hand in front of my face.

“Hi.” I replied. I don’t want to think about killing them. The thought of killing that one makes me want to curl into a ball and sob. How could I have been so heartless?

“Look this is ridiculous ok now you’re just being annoying on purpose.”

“Well that’s certainly the way to get me to tell you.”

“You know what you’re a real selfish bitch. Are you really so heartless that you won’t tell me so I can protect myself.” He snapped.

"You have to crush their heads." I yelled angrily as I felt tears threatening to spill. I could still see the blood splatter and hear the sound of the frying pan crushing its head. “There are you freakin happy. I wasn’t telling you because I don’t want to think about it. Do you know what it’s like to feel their skull get crushed underneath your touch or feel their blood splatter on you like rain. This isn’t a movie it doesn’t feel good to kill anything it isn’t FUN and the fact that you think it is proves you are the heartless one.” I angrily walked away leaving him in the dust. I can do this alone I don’t need him.

“Wait! Summer!” He yelled after me.

“For fucks sake its Autumn.” Damn if we keep yelling were going to attract some friends. I kept walking and he caught up grabbing my arm, stopping me.

“I’m sorry ok. I didn’t mean to be insensitive.” He sighed.

“Whatever Harry you have your information now so go on then. You don’t need me. Were done.” I snapped walking away.

“Wait! Stop!” He yelled again but much louder.

"Shit really?" I asked Harry and glared at him. Looking around I noticed a few creatures starting to walk toward us making groaning noises with their arms outstretched.

"What?" He asked confused, oblivious to the creatures around us.

"Seriously? You made noise that's their only sense. It's how they find us." I asked glaring at him as we turned a corner, the creatures still on our tails. He whipped his head around finally noticing the creatures. We made eye contact sharing frightened expressions. Then we broke into a run.

"Well sorry! How was I supposed to know?" He said sassily.

"We are so not doing this now." 

We turned another corner finding another 100 of them. Our mouths both dropped and I motioned to Harry to keep quiet receiving a 'no shit' look. I weaved my way through them slowly, trying not to make any noise. I looked over at Harry and he was doing the same. When I looked forward again I smacked right into one of them. Almost letting out a shriek. Harry looked over concerned, well concerned for Harry, and I froze, waiting for the creature to attack. This is it this is the end. I am going to die today. I ducked as it thrashed around, dodging its movements. Harry stood looking stunned and frightened. Finally it got bored and stopped its movements moving on. I motioned to the stunned Harry who moved to catch up to me as we continued our weaving. Harry and I finally reached the end of them and we both exhaled.

"Well that was close." I said.

"Ya it was." Harry answered, being serious for once. "Once they grab you there is no way out. So be careful.”

“Ya thanks for the tip.” I replied sarcastically. “Bye.” I began to walk away again.

“Wait please listen.” He begged. “I’m sorry. I’ve been thinking about that a lot, what it will come to if I have to kill them I mean, and I don’t know. I don’t really think they’re people anymore.”

“What for a whole 2 minutes?” I interrupted him and he continued with a glare.

“I figure if its let the human race die or kill a few of them, I’d kill a few of them in an instant. I don’t want to lose another human being ok and I don’t wanna do this alone so please don’t leave me.”


“What? Is that a yes to staying with me?” He grinned.

“Ya whatever just don’t fall behind.” I groaned as we finally reached security.

When we passed through the metal detector it started going crazy. Harry and I looked over at each other, shock written on both of our faces. The sound attracted all of them in the area and they made their way towards us, hungry.

"Fight and run." I yelled at Harry over their moans and groans. There was no point whispering now. Dang this is going to be hard I don’t think I can fight them all on my own. "I'll meet you at the front."

"Ok." he screamed back and we both prepared to fight for our lives.

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