Imagine this. The world has gone to hell and all man-kind are left undead, roaming about for those who survived. You have remained unscathed with more than enough food and weapons. But that all turns upside down when four boys suddenly march into your life, leaving you to die. © han 2014 [partially based off the movie] !!This book is really bad! If you want a good 5sos x Zombies book, read my other book Daybreak!!

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.

"Dad, please don't do this." I cried out. My tears were flowing and dripping on the cold white floor. My heart was pumping real fast. Beads of sweat were falling from my forehead. MY body was on the corner of my sisters room. "Why shouldn't I?" He said below a whisper. "I know you won't do this." I replied, I knew I was assuring myself more than I was assuring him. "Shut up! I'm capable of doing this! And you know why!" He yelled out in anger. "No I don't dad. Please dad stop. What happened to my old dad? My old dad that would come home from work and smile. We had the perfect family. Why did you have to turn this way?" I asked. "All because of your stupid mother. How dare she cheat on me that way? Why would she tear my heart to pieces and expect me to forgive her? I worked every fucking day to maintain us both! If she broke my heart, I'll break hers back." He said. I knew that deep down he will regret this. "Daddy, please stop. You- you're hurting me." My little sister, Isabelle quietly said. Her body was trembling with fear of what my father was about to do to her. "Don't worry little Bella, it will all be over soon." and in a blink of an eye, he did it. He finally did it. "NO! Dad!" I yelled. Her tiny body fell on her bed. Her white blanket was now covered in red stains. Blood was oozing out of her chest. Her teddy bear that she had been holding fell to the ground. Her eyes slowly loosing her bright shade of hazel. "I'm sorry Serena. I'm sorry Isabelle. You two will still be my little princesses." He whispered. "No. I'm not your little princess and neither is she! You're a monster!" I screamed out loud. The police barged in through the door. "Goodbye You Son Of A Bitch" I added, before walking out the door with one of the paramedics in order to check in what state I was in.

The Styles Triplets. They all look the same, but are completely different. First, there's the oldest, Harry, who's the popular one. The one with both girls and guys falling at his feet. The one who rules the school with a group of other guys. The Perfect Child, if you will. Next, there's Marcel, the middle kid. The nerd. The one no one knows or cares about. The one with amazing grades and wears suspenders with big, black glasses. The Smart One. Lastly, there's Edward, the youngest. The punk. The one everyone avoids. The one with lip-rings and tattoos. The Rebel. None of them liked each other, they almost never talked to each other and soon enough found themselves never taking to each other again. Until one night when Marcel is hurt... Badly. Thrown to the ground and left die like a piece of trash. On their journey, their bound to talk and soon feel something towards each other that feels so right, but is so wrong. They have to find love soon... Right?

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The Styles boys and I used to be best friends when we were kids, but when we got into high school...things changed. Harry tried out for football and made it. He was the school's favorite. He has all the girls after him...even some guys. Marcel had always been nerdy, but he started to get teased. Then Edward...he felt left out of the group. Harry was popular and he and Marcel were not . So, he kind of went off on his own, started hanging out with different people. Now he thinks he's all cool. Marcel is the only one I kept in touch with. I wasn't popular enough to hang out with Harry and his gang, and Edward didn't want to hang out with us, so I stuck with Marcel.

Marcel. Marcel the nerd. Marcel the weirdo. Marcel my boyfriend.