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Louis is a doomsday prepper, he is known for being meticulous, organised, and a little paranoid. So when the world ends one night he has a plan to stay alive and keep his loved ones safe.
Right?
Harry is clumsy, he has survived the last six years since the outbreak on sheer luck, luck that will have him stumbling right into Louis trap, the grumpiest man left alive.
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“He saved my life. So maybe lay off him, yeah?” He turned to stare at Zayn.
“Well fuck me,” he replied, and Louis wanted to wipe that smug fucking shit eating grin right off his face.
“Don’t,” Louis said far too quickly to be passed off as nothing.
“That explains the mood,” Zayn went on, “and the murder eyes.”
“I always have murder eyes.”
“Yeah,” Zayn said, nodding. “But these are protective murder eyes. You have feelings for him don't you?”
Louis shot him a warning look. “I mean it, Zayn.”
“You do.” He tipped his head back and laughed. “Oh this is gold. Big hard Tomlinson, hates everyone, fell in love with the first pretty, curly-haired, green-eyed klutz to walk through.”