Juliana |Z.M| |A.U| (Completed)

Prologue

Prologue.

Love. With every different person you ask, you will find a different definition of this four-letter word. Some say that it's a miracle waiting to happen. Some say it is accepting someone completely in spite of their flaws. Some say it is the deepest form of compassion one can feel. And some say it's just another emotion; like anger, hate, sorrow or despair. You can't possibly come up with a universal description of love.

Do you know what she thinks? She thinks love is a lie, it's myth like Father Christmas and tooth fairies; she thinks love is nothing but a folly made up by humans to provide false assurance that this world is a place worth living in.

Juliana Rose Augustine usually comes off as an indifferent person who just doesn't bother giving two shits about anything; you know the usual anti-social type. The rest of the college students who actually pay slight attention to her find the fact that she actually has no friends to be very strange. You can only imagine the amount of damage human soul can take. Hers was tarnished to grave limits and that is what made her who she is today.

A normal twenty-year-old girl is in love with the idea of being in love. She's in love with the idea of someone bringing her flowers, someone holding her hand, someone hugging her. Love is, after all a beautiful emotion. But her inner demons had Juliana chained. Her heart was tamed, it was taught not to trust anyone, not to let anyone crumble the high sturdy walls she had built around herself and not to ever fall in love. No. That was unacceptable. Not a friend's love, not a family's love and also not the 'love' love.

Zayn Javaad Malik, the cheeky guy with the complete boy-next-door vibe, jolly, full of life and strikingly handsome. No, he's not the stereotypical frat-boy, he's neither the playboy who fucks every girl he sees and he's definitely not the underdog. He's just Zayn. Someone with a kind heart, loads of friends and just ready to take life as it comes. Someone who can make any girl swoon with a simple look, someone with a god-gifted persona, someone destined to heal Juliana.

Two of them are clearly polar opposites of Sussex University, Brighton, England. One appalled by the idea of love, one constantly thriving for it.

You know what they say right?

Opposites attract.

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Hey guys!

If you are reading this after reading MTB, then you probably already know that my stories will not be like any other typical fanfic. Just letting you guys know that this is not another typical One Direction fafic where Zayn is the moody mysterious drugist with a dark past and the girl helps her heal. I'm thinking of reversing the roles a bit. ;)

It'd mean a lot to me of you shared the story among your friends and helped me gain a larger audience. Let's aim big yeah?

I'll be update this book rather soon, so you guys won't have to wait too long.

Okay, so long!

Nivi XX