Niall Horan is a boy who fears danger. Zayn Malik defines it.

Through Niall's eyes, Zayn can do no wrong. Through Zayn's eyes, doing something wrong is the only way to do something right.

Zayn likes his safe position on the edge. He soon gets driven off. Warning: Boyxboy scenes, drug-use, excessive swearing, violent scenes, character death and sexual content.

Niall will always be in Zayn's heart yet he soon realises what a cold, deceptive place it is. (250k) Contains: Boyxboy scenes, drug-use, excessive swearing, violent scenes, smut, character death and /major/ character death.

When there's a problem in your way, use your fists. That's all Zayn Malik has known his whole life. He was from the poorest and roughest end of Bradford, being brought up without parents or even food in his stomach. This was what made him to be the man that solved everything with his fist and a little bit of heart. Niall Horan was a typical everyday guy. Sure, he was shy and didn't really get to know many people, but he was a good person once you got through his shell. He was unique in many ways, but one way was going to be life changing for him and someone else. Both are very unique people. One is a lover and the other is a fighter. When these qualities mix, will it be for the best of both worlds? Is this problem going to be too hard to solve with a fist by the fighter?

(Sequel to The Fighter) You can take the fighter out of the fight, but you can't take fight out of the fighter. Niall was a happy, stay at home father of two. He loved the big house they had gotten, but mostly he loved his little family that was in it. Zayn's boxing gym had been a good enough job to keep him busy because he was much too young to retire, even though he had the money to. He still loved to fight, but he loved just a simple match between him and his best friend. Is the life Zayn is living going to be enough? Will there be opportunities that can't be turned down? Will it be the fight to end all fights?

When surviving is all you've done for months, you forget how to actually live. When running is all you've done for months, you forget how to walk. When the dead is all you're used to seeing for months, you forget what a human looks like. When hating is all you've done for months, you forget how to love. Zayn Malik hates Niall Horan. Liam, Austin, Harry, and Louis weren't so bad but damn he hated Niall. All Zayn wanted to do was find his boyfriend. That's all he was trying to do. Find him and leave. But Niall looked too much like his boyfriend. Niall acted too much like his boyfriend. Niall was too much for Zayn to handle. He made Zayn wanna live a little. Love a little. But that was the problem. It was the end of the world. There was no time to live. And there sure as hell wasn't time to love.

When words fail, music speaks. That's how Zayn Malik has been living his life since he could remember. No one really knew much about Zayn other than his talent with the piano. No one cared to know much after they heard him play, not until one man. Niall Horan was a student at the most prestigious university for music. He was outgoing and had the whole campus as his friend. He was an amazing guitar student that all his professors absolutely loved. Will it be possible for quiet to mix with loud to create a friendship? Are there answers to his quietness? Will Niall be the one to find them?

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

Cruel. Horrendous. Terrifying. Those were the three words that described him, yet the question still lingered. Why did I still love him? He was mysterious. He made me want to break his wall; his shield, get in to the real him. I had to. He was my silver lining.