If This Is To End In Fire by Jiksa | E | 4306 Apocalypse makes it sound a lot more glamorous than it actually is.
the heart not to lose it by alwaysenduphere | M | 7715 Niall doesn't step toward Harry or make any move to comfort him, just considers him for a moment. His jeans are ripped at the knee and there are fresh fingernail marks on one of his biceps; Niall thinks he’s gripped himself too tightly trying to hold himself together on their way back to the car and possibly away from Louis. Niall imagines he looks similar from Harry's perspective. He pulls one of the blankets out of the trunk and holds it out toward Harry. "The backseat is still yours. You can shift if you'd like." Harry takes a step toward him and gently takes the blanket. Steps back. "Do you? Shift?" "Not anymore," Niall replies curtly, tucking his backpack under his head as he crawls into the front seat, taking care to not bump the gear shift with his bum knee.
Starting at the End by dearmrsawyer | T | 8690 Once upon a time, the world had felt so small. So little unoccupied space, such small stretches between the people in Louis’ life. Since everything had changed, since all of this, and with nothing but his legs to get him from one place to another, the world now seemed immeasurably big.
i don't want you to leave (will you hold my hand?) by candypinklouis | E | 12494 The call isn’t on speaker, but Nick can hear Harry’s voice anyways, voice ten times higher and panicked. “Have you seen the news?” There’s a zombie apocalypse; Nick, Harry, and Louis must fight to survive.
This empty world of nothingness by Bright_Life_Lights | M | 13398 Louis wakes up one morning and there's like, no one there anymore. His whole town is completely empty, wiped off all the people that lived in it. His family, his friends, all gone. Except for Harry. Together they set out to find other survivors of whatever it is that might have happened, only to find that things are even more complicated than they seem.
the beauty of the blistering sky by kiwikero | E | 14870 When the world goes to shit, it's all Louis can do to keep himself alive. That isn't enough, though, when his mother and siblings are back in their hometown, and he has no way of getting in touch with them. He plans to make the journey alone, but a twist of fate brings him Harry, a stranger with a kind smile in a world that's forgotten what kindness means. Together they set out for Doncaster, and along the way Louis finds out that, with people like Harry around, there might be hope for the world yet.
Nobody Marks You by graceling_in_a_suit | T | 33093 “The plan is: we’re gonna put on a play. Now, I see some doubtful faces–” Louis looked around and found zero doubtful faces. Liam looked intrigued, Zayn looked bored, and Harry looked scarily blank. “But this is what’s happening. We’re gonna do some fucking acting, we’re gonna perform our hearts out, and we’re not going to think about anything else. The past, the future; none of it. All we’re going to think about is... “ Niall trailed off, eyeing the bookshelf to his left. He closed his eyes and reached a hand out towards it, running his fingers over the covers before pulling a book out at random. “William Shakespeare’s Much Ado About Nothing.” AU: Five assholes stuck in a bunker put on a play.
Still Deep In Us by graceling_in_a_suit | T | 41449 “Did you take the harpoon out?” Harry asked urgently. He ripped off his shirt, not bothering to listen to Perrie’s stumbled apology. “Nevermind, it’s too late now. We have to get it back in the water.” He held his shirt to the wound, pressing and pressing and hoping. Its skin looked sickly pale, and the blood beneath his hands was thin and blue. It was a fucking mermaid, and it was dying, and they were just standing there and arguing and letting it happen. AU. The village Harry has called home his entire life sits on six shaky legs, held aloft from the ocean which claimed the entire world twenty years ago. Harry's just a grieving tinkerer trying to do his best, and Louis is a mermaid that ruins The Village's delicate balance of power (and perhaps, just maybe, wins the heart of a boy).
things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas | M | 49276 it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it. - when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.