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.


20. I Miss You Already

The next week was basically the same and it was the greatest bit of normal I have felt for a while. I felt so guilty all of the time though, because Harry should be looking for his friends but instead he was here with me. There were about four times when I almost told him to go but something would come over me that felt like a dagger in the stomach and I wouldn’t do it. I know. I’m a horrible person. We were safe in the hospital thanks to the constant lockdowns. An alarm would sound every once and a while which told us to shut off the lights and be quiet. These lockdown drills just reiterated Harry’s immaturity to me because every time it went dark Harry would do everything to cause me to laugh.

I think we got closer in that week too. We spent literally every waking moment together and I heard a lot about what his life used to be like and I told him about mine even though it wasn’t nearly as exciting. He wasn’t being a jerk either which was a relief. The nice Harry I thought I saw had re risen and I took advantage of it by letting myself become close to him. The only time Harry and I were separated was when he left to get food, which he was doing at the moment. I was looking out the window when Dr. Herringer walked in. He was whistling a familiar tune as he changed my bandages and gave me new medicine.

“Are you whistling What Makes You Beautiful?” I laughed.

“Ya its only the best song ever!” He grinned. “Not to be unprofessional but you’re friend is Harry Styles right? Like I’m not going crazy.”

“Ya he’s Harry Styles.” I blushed.

“O. M. G.” He gushed. “That’s like so exciting! I mean Louis my favorite because he’s the funny one but it’s a dream to meet any of them!”

“Wait hold on.” I stopped him. “Are you gay?”

“Don’t tell anyone but ya! It ruins my image.” He winked at me and I giggled.

“Omg! What a let down you were so hot too!” I laughed.

“I know right I would be the perfect straight guy.”

“You would lol.”

“I’m Dylan.” He smiled putting out his hand.

“I know.” I laughed.

“No you have to call me that because were friends now.”

“Ok can I call you Dyl instead? Dylans too long.” I asked.

“Of course!” He replied sassily.

“You know you could always talk to him if you’re such a big fan! He’s really chill.” I said.

“Really you think?” He asked.

“Ya do it!” I smiled. After I said that Harry walked in and Dylan and I looked at him and started giggling, which was received with confused look from Harry.

“Dr. Herringer.” Harry greeted Dylan as he sat down in the chair beside me.

“So you’re Harry Styles right?” Dylan asked Harry. “My niece is a huge fan of yours.” His niece, psh.

“Ya I am.” He smiled.

“That’s really cool! I felt so bad when the other boys passed through and I missed them because I was on break. I wanted to get their autograph for her.” He sighed.

“Wait back up, you said they passed through here? When?” I asked.

“Umm about a day or two before you guys got here. Why?” Dylan responded.

“Harry! Your friends! Dylan where were they going do you know?” I asked nervously meeting Harry’s eyes which looked more hopeful then I’ve seen them in a while. I could feel my heart dropping as Harry slipped through my fingers.

“Redbury I think.” Dylan responded slowly still confused.

“Harry you have to go to them.” I said looking at Harry to meet his confused reaction.

“What about you?” He asked. “I’m not just going to leave you here.”

“I’ll join you when my head is a bit better. Harry this is what you’ve wanted this whole time don’t let little old me stand in the way.”

“I can’t just leave you to fend for yourself Autumn. I’m not leaving you alone.” He said with finality in his voice.

“I’ll be fine Harry you have to go please. If Sam was still alive you’d want me to go. So go. Please.” I begged. Harry looked at me with such an intense expression I thought I would explode.

“Fine, but I won’t feel truly at ease until you’re there.” He sighed wrapping his arms around me in a tight embrace.

“I’ll miss you.” He whispered in my ear causing my stomach to flutter.

“I’ll miss you too.” I whispered back meaning it in every fiber of my being. He pulled away grabbing the handgun and his bag. He gave me a small sad smile and ran out the door leaving me again. As soon as he was out of my sight I felt my heart break again. What if he didn’t make it? What if I didn’t? I felt a small tear slip out of the corner of my eye.

“I don’t know what kind of a boyfriend would leave a girl like you behind.” Dylan sighed.

“We weren’t dating.” I sniffed.

“What! Really?” Dylan gasped. Jeeze was he ever dramatic. I don’t know how I didn’t notice he was gay before. “Girl he is totally in love with you!”

“Really you think?”

“Ya and aren’t you in love with him?”

“I…I don’t know.” I paused. “I mean I know I like him like that but I don’t know if its love per say.”

“Well fair enough. Your head should be good as new in about two days and then you can go after him. I’ll let you rest.” He smiled shutting of the light.

After Dylan left I lay awake thinking about what Dylan had asked. Do I love Harry? I might but it sounds so cliché. I miss him so much already I can feel the ache in my chest. It sounds weird but in this crazy world he was the thing keeping me tethered to sanity. He was the human in the rabid world we had joined and I knew he was keeping me from exploding. It felt weird with him gone it just felt empty and pointless. I think if he were to die I wouldn’t know what to do because it proves the inevitability and darkness of our situation. Without him I am lost.

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