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.


11. Time to go

I opened my eyes to sunlight streaming through my window. It felt nice to sleep in my own bed. My stomach growled and I sat up. It has been over 24 hours since I last had food and I am starving. We need food, like now. I rolled out of bed and got dressed. I pulled on a pair of ripped jean short shorts and a tank top. I grabbed a zip up hoodie out and put it on tying my blonde hair into a ponytail. I looked at the door procrastinating on going out. I didn’t want to see Harry. His stupid mind games are driving me crazy and I am seriously going to scream if he flips moods again. finally got up the nerve to step out of my room only do discover the living room empty. I walked over to the couch and sat down. I pulled my phone out and looked down at it. I had no service ever since they came. It’s driving me crazy not knowing if everyone is ok. I’ll never let Harry know that though. I won’t let him know I have any weaknesses.

I heard the guest room door open and I looked over to discover to see Harry emerge in only a towel, his amazing abs on full display. Fuck.

“Get. Some. Clothes. On.” I managed to spit out.

“Oh morning Winters. Sorry I left my clothes out here.” I heard him walk over to his suitcase but he didn’t stop there he walked farther and knelt down in front of me.

“Autumn I really am sorry.” He whispered. I looked at the ceiling not letting myself get distracted by his godly appearance. Of course I’d be cursed with a hot asshole like really.

“Look you better hear me out and look at me or else I’ll drop the towel.” He said cheekily. Not that I’d mind but I’m not letting him know that.I looked at him glaring. I am going to kick his ass.

“Yay! Does this mean you’ll listen.” He asked excitingly. I gave him a no duh look and he continued.

“First of all I’m sorry I was thinking only of my friends when you were upset. That wasn’t right. If that happened to me I don’t know what I would do.” Well would you look at that 360 he needs meds for being bipolar I’m convinced. “Second of all I didn’t mean to bring it up before you went to bed that was selfish too. I really do need you to help me.” Maybe multi personality disorder. “I don’t think I can do this alone but I am only in it for my friends. I told you that from the beginning. The only thing that has changed is that I’m not going to leave you to die. We’re in this together and as long as were working towards the same goal I’m not going to let anything happen to you.”

“So basically your telling me that all you care about is your friends and your just using me.” I stared at him. It doesn’t matter that he wouldn’t let me die he still basically said he’d leave me if I didn’t help.

“No.” He groaned in frustration. “I’m saying that ya, my friends come first but I care about you Autumn. I really do and I’m not going to let anything happen to you but you do owe me.”

“Excuse me.” I swear to God if he brings this back up I done.

“I’ve saved you twice more now so you do owe me.” He said cold as ice.

“Actually it’s only once because I healed your cut and you could’ve bled out so one.” I snarled. He’s an asshole wow. A thump on the door made us both look over breaking our war.

“They’re here we have to go.” I said seriously. “Go get dressed and pack up its time.”

As dumb as he is he’s right. I grabbed my duffle and looked around my house one last time. I grabbed a small picture of my family and put it in my bag along with some extra cash. I went into the closet off the side of the door where my parents kept a gun incase I ever needed help. It was a large hunting gun meant for hunting deer. I knew how to use it I didn’t like to but I could. This was my gun under my name so naturally I brought it with me. I grabbed it and extra bullets. Slinging the gun over my shoulder I walked back to the living room where Harry was. He gave me a strange look as I walked out.

“Parents.” I explained. He nodded and we walked towards the door. I don’t know why he’s following me were done. I don’t need him I’m stupid for thinking that. We’re done.

When we opened it all the breath left my body. Hundreds of them had gathered crowding the streets. How did they even get here? People had emerged in the night as well. They poked their heads out of their windows and curled in their safe houses.

I watched as a family from across the street looked out from the window as people were banging on their door. There was a mother holding a small child who was asleep on her shoulder and a father with his arm around the mother. I was about to scream out for them to come over to us when zombies grabbed the father bringing him to the ground. The mother cried out in agony reaching for her husband but they just pulled her down bringing the child with her. I gasped in shock and turned to Harry whose face had hardened in anger. He had the policeman’s gun in hand and he held it up shooting the peoples front door causing them to jump in shock and look over at us. There was a teenage girl in the window that saw Harry and started flipping out. Her parents tried to calm her down but the commotion still attracted some more of them towards the window.

“Let’s go.” Harry said sternly.

“No were done.” I said simply walking to my garage where my car sat.

“No were not.” Harry snapped grabbing my arm. Leave it to Harry to cause a commotion and attract them. Harry swore as they started to swarm us. He put his gun up and shot one of them that reached for me, splattering blood everywhere. He’s probably going to count that as a “save”. I sighed and pulled out the gun. Putting it up to my shoulder and took a shot at one of the zombies approaching Harry. I hit it perfectly between the eyes. I smiled and let instinct take over from shooting practice. My Dad’s voice echoed through my head shouting instructions. I was shooting as fast as my gun would reload taking out all of them in 5 minutes. After the last one I waited a second before letting the gun fall to my side. I turned to Harry whose mouth had fallen open in shock.

“What? How? Why?” He spluttered in shock.

“I told you redneck Canadian family. I was holding a gun before you were out of diapers.” I shrugged.

“Why didn’t you take the gun in the first place?” He exclaimed.

“Who says I like shooting a gun plus it would’ve been a shot to your testosterone having me wear the pants in this partnership.” I smiled. Bam that’s right I’m awesome dick deal.

“It would not have been.” He protested.

“Mkay bye Harry.”

“No Autumn wait please.”

“No thanks I don’t like owing people that’s just freakin stupid so no I’m good. I can survive fine on my own.”

“I can’t.” He whispered.

“Well maybe you should’ve thought about that before being an asshole.”

“Look I’m sorry ok I don’t know why I said that.”

“I don’t either.”

“Please just forgive me.”

“No Harry I’m not a doll I don’t play your childish games.”

“I’m not trying to play games Autumn I’m just confused. You play ‘games’  too.”

“I do not!”

“Ya you do. You act like you like me sometimes and sometimes you even act like your into me but then you flip the switch and put up a wall and I can’t read you. I keep bringing up the owing thing because sometimes it seems that you work like a military strategist and that seems like something that would speak to you.”

“I’m not cold as ice Harry you’re the one with 100 faces why don’t you just be fuckin straight with me and stop trying to read me because then maybe I wouldn’t feel the need to be a bitch.” I yelled.

“You want me to be fuckin straight with you?” He yelled.


“I actually do fuckin care about you and I’m into you. I’ve only known you for like a day and I feel like I’ve known you for a year. You mess with my head and it drives me insane. Literally fuckin insane. I couldn’t even tell you if I like you because ou dynamic changes so much but yesterday when that man grabbed you it took everything in my power not to kill him and I even freakin did. So ya I do give a shit about you but my friends are still so important to me ok and I just need to find them and I need you to come with me so please can we just go.” He yelled losing his breath towards the end. I wonder if he was telling the truth it could be another game. God I swear I was getting whiplash. To go with him or not to go with him that is the question. He tests my patience but we are in this alone. I lost Sam who knows where my family is so it is literally him or no one. I don’t want to be alone so I guess I’m choosing him then.

“Fine.” I sighed.

“Is that a you’ll go with me?” He smiled hope gleaming in his eyes.

“Ya whatever but your driving I sighed climbing into the car.”

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