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.


26. Never as good as it seems

I turned around quickly and saw the man who held the cure. He was about the same height as me and looked only a couple of years older maybe just out of college. He had shaggy light brown hair and was smiling at me. He had a lab coat on and a button down shirt that had the first few buttons popped.

“So do you talk or did they send me a mute?” He chuckled. Even just by him talking I could tell he was a pompous and conceited ass.

“No I can speak but thanks for your help back there I had to waste almost all of my ammo.” I snapped.

“Oh I would’ve helped but it seemed you didn’t need it. Have some unresolved anger you needed to let out?” He winked.

“No I don’t.” Ya I do.

“Probably someone you love didn’t approve of you leaving huh?”

“That is none of your business.” I snapped again. He was getting under my skin purposely and he knew exactly how too. Ass.

“Sorry didn’t mean to hit a nerve.” He chuckled raising his arms in fake defeat.

“Are you the man with the cure or not?” Like seriously I want to go home.

“Bitch I might be, but I think it’s better if we discuss this in my lab.” He smiled. Bitch I might be? How freakin unprofessional is that?

He started to walk away and I began to follow him. He led me through the doors of the town hall and into the building. He walked with confidence and not a fear in the world because he knew he had the upper hand. We walked to the back of the building and he opened a door that led to a set of stairs leading to who knows where. They were old and rusted and if I didn’t know better I wouldn’t go down them but of course he went down them so I followed. When we reached the basement there was another door, which had an electronic pad next to it. The man smiled at me typed in a code and the door opened blinding me with a bright light. The room was a lab. It was basically white and had a bunch of counters with vials and different chemicals. In the back of the room was another smaller room that reminded me of a police interrogation room because of the window that looked into it but in the room was a hospital bed with chains and I had a feeling other stuff went on in there.

“So welcome to my lab. Let me introduce myself I am Michael Bult the creator of the Cure but also the creator of the Zombies.” He laughed and looked at my reaction. “That’s right I created the virus. I am a chemical researcher and one day something went terribly wrong. It sounds like the beginning of a si-fi movie I know but that day I infected my entire lab crew with it accidently thinking it would cure diabetes. I killed almost all of my team except one who seemed to escape. I couldn’t stop him in time but I also didn’t want to. It’s time for the strong to stand above the weak but every decision has consequences and despite what you think I am not heartless, so I created the cure. I do have a price though, something to ensure I can continue to study but no one in the past has been good enough, until you.” I stood there speechless for a second so the creator is also the person who made the cure and there’s a price? What kind of a price? Luke’s voice echoed in my head ‘we don’t even know what he wants’.

“What makes me so special.” I ask.

“You’re the first one to look determined and to be strong enough to come alone. I mean I assume you are not alone in this world but you got here by yourself so.” He smiled.

“Ok, I guess.” I sighed.

“But there is the price to deal with.”

“I don’t have any money.” I replied softly I’m not going to be able to pay this and then I’ll fail everyone.

“I’m not asking for money.” He smiled creepily.

“Then what do you want.” Damn if he wants sex or something creepy like that I won’t do it. Yes you will Autumn you will do anything for them.

“You. Well you as in I want to experiment on you as a zombie. I want to see what happens when someone tries to resist the cure so I need someone to volunteer and if you agree or try to fake resist I will press a button and release a chemical that will turn everyone into zombies.”

“Wh..what?” I stuttered. I need to die the price is that I need to die. I’m not coming back from this. I’m not going to see Harry or Sam again. It’s over, although I think I knew this entire time it was. I think a part of me knew I wasn’t coming back from this.

“You. Need. To. Become. An. Undead. Did I stutter?”

“No it’s just a lot to ride on my shoulders. How will I even know if you follow through?”

“Well you…..”

“Autumn?” Harry shouted breaking through the door of the lab bursting into the room silencing Michael.

“Harry what are you doing here?” I yelled. He could ruin everything.

“I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have let you go I’m sorry please forgive me. I travelled all the way here alone to show you that I care I really mean it.”

“You’re Harry Styles aren’t you?” Michael asked a hint of suspicion in his voice.

“I’m sorry I had no idea he was coming. Please, I’m still the same person you thought I was. Just tell me what to do.” I begged which received a weird look from Harry.

“Are you agreeing then?” Michael smiled.

“Yes.” I said quickly before Harry could interrupt and ask questions. Of course I was going to do it. I came here to get the cure and I’m getting the cure.

“Alright perfect and since he’s here he can oversee the entire operation.”

“Wait what's going on?” Harry asked confused looking between Michael and I.

“This lovely lady has met my requirements and has agreed to the terms for the cure.”

“What terms.” Harry growled angrily walking towards Michael but I stopped him by putting my hand on his chest, pushing his softly away from Michael.

“She has agreed to become my experimental zombie, indefinitely.”

“What!” Harry choked out sounding like he had lost all of his breath.

“She will attempt to resist the cure and we will see what happens from there.” Michael smiled, making matters even worse than they already were.

“No. I won’t let her do that.” He yelled at Michael. “You can’t do this.” He yelled at me.

“I’m sorry she has already agreed.” Michael sighed. “I don’t have the time for this nonsense. Say your goodbyes and let’s get to this.” I felt my heartbeat quicken as I turned to Harry. For as short of a time as I have known him I have never seen him so upset, not over his friends or the apocalypse, nothing.

“Harry I’m….” I started to apologize but he crushed his lips against mine stopping me in the best way possible.

“Please don’t do this.” He whispered softly tears hidden in his voice. “I can’t loose you, please. It’s not worth it.”

“I have to Harry it’s the only way.” I sighed and I could feel tears threatening.

“Then let me take your place, please. You can’t die I can’t...” He cried tears starting to run down his cheeks.

“What about your friends?”

“They would understand if it was for you.” He said rubbing his hand on my cheek and looking at me like it may be the last time.

“What’s so special about me?”

“You can’t be serious. You are the most irritating, stubborn, annoying, moody, beautiful, amazing, sweet, caring, determined girl that I have ever met and ever will meet and I love you more than I can explain.” He sighed taking my breath away. He loved me. Harry loved me. “I know I’ve only known you for…” this time it was my turn to interrupt him and I crashed my lips against his. Our tears mixed together and he kissed me more passionately then I even knew someone could. I pulled away first.

“I love you more.” I whispered resting my forehead against his. “Which is why I have to do this.”

“No.” He croaked. “No please no. I can’t loose you please. I don’t think I can survive without you anymore. I was so lost without you those couple of days I thought you were dead. I couldn’t even tell the boys your name because every time I tried I would start to cry, as girly and cheesy as it sounds. All I could picture was you as a zombie and having to put a bullet through your head. It haunted my dreams every time I closed my eyes. All I could think about was our entire relationship. The time you were embarrassed about seeing me shirtless. Killing that guy because he tried to take you and I felt the need to protect you like you were mine. Walking in on Rick and you kissing, I know now what happened but it still killed me to see you with anyone else. Kissing Lia and only picturing you. I think I moaned your name at one point and she gave me a weird look but didn’t argue and then you left me. I was so angry that you had left because I thought it was more just payback and you were overreacting. I mean until I got a good look at who they really were and then I just felt like a dickhead. Finding you confused and sad broke me yet again and watching you be angry with me killed me even though at the time I had no idea why. When we got to the hospital and stupid Dylan kept flirting with you and I thought you had a thing for him and would choose him over me but in those weeks in the hospital I fell for you. I fell for your beautiful smile and eyes. Your beautiful lips that were always entertaining to watch as you spoke. I fell for the way you talk faster and louder when you get to your favorite part of the story. I fell for your laugh, your voice, and just you. All I wanted in the world was you. After I left you for the boys I almost turned back but I was too far away and I expected you to come. When Ms. Smith announced the falling of the hospital I ran out of the room and broke down because I could have been there and I could have saved you but I wasn’t because I left. When you showed up with Dylan I thought you were together but when you kissed me and proved me wrong I would’ve done anything for you I still would do anything for you. When we fought about you leaving I didn’t think you actually left until dinner when Sam came in crying and I realized you were gone. I left right after that and ran and I guess I was still too late. Please Autumn don’t die for some stupid cause please just live and be able to be you.” He finished and the tears continued to roll down my face at the amount that Harry thought of me. He loved me so much and I loved him so much and I know I made the right decision.

“I don’t think it’s possible for me to explain how much I love you even going back through all of the moments, the heartbreak I felt with Lia, seeing your face when you were gone, wishing with everything inside of me that you loved me back but this is how I’m going to show you. It’s my duty and choice now Harry. I’ve made my choice to die and I made it back at Redbury. If dying means saving you and saving everyone I will gladly die. I’m sorry I’m leaving you especially since we only had a couple of weeks together but when you become famous and awesome again I hope you will be happy and find someone who makes you happy. I’m sorry if you can’t forgive me but I hope someday you will understand.” I sighed and Michael walked out.

“Time to go.” He smiled at me.

“Autumn please.” Harry begged but there was more urgency in his voice as he started to panic. He grabbed my arm pulling me to him.

“I love you Harry tell everyone I say goodbye.” I sobbed and I watched his heart break in unison to mine. I turned to walk behind Michael who was making his way towards the chamber but Harry grabbed me and kissed me one last time. Sobbing I pulled away and made my way into the chamber.

“No.” Harry yelled following after me. I could feel my heart break even more looking at his expression in front of me.

“No!” He yelled again getting closer to us. Micheal grabbed him by the arm dragging him away and clamping him to a table. He fought and struggled as good as he could but he was no match for Michael.

“Goodbye Autumn I will always love you and remember you.” Harry cried as Michael closed the door. Closing my eyes I let the memory take me away.

I never thought it would end this way, watching the beginning of the end replaying in my head. I watch the pictures fly past my eyes replaying the memories of smoke and blood. Even when I shut my eyes they are still there. They all watch me with their red eyes every single one of them I killed. I realize now what a mistake that was. There is so much darkness in my memories now, so much horror and pain.

There is only one light one little piece of light and when I reopen my eyes I meet his. They are filled with such pain, sadness, and anger to the point I might change my mind. I have to remind myself that I am doing this for him, for everyone.

“Are you ready?” I hear Michael ask. I look up and meet his eyes which are so broken and filled with such love it hurts.

“Yes.” It’s the only answer I can give. I am their last hope.

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