Whilst Biology was never considered to be Zayn's favourite subject, he's sure he's going to have to reconsider, what with the almighty Mr. Payne teaching the class. How had he never noticed the impossibly sexy man before? [Warnings: smut, boyxboy action, major feels and a tendency for over-arousal, spanking, and probably some bondage. And a threesome.]

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Louis and Zayn. They are fuck buddies as well as best friends. Whenever they need to let themselves loose some steam or just want some fun, they have each other, that is...if they don't have their eyes on someone else. To sum it up, they're both sluts. If they spot someone they're interested in doing the dirty with, they will somehow manage to end up in bed with them, even the ones that are committed in refusing end up falling for their charm or let's just say their 'extreme hotness'. Zayn sets his eyes on the boy that changes into their English class and is prepared to do anything to have that boy beg on his knees for him, or maybe just for him to do something else on his knees for him.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

What happens when Liam and Zayn make a bet over a chocolate bar? Who will win? And what will the loser have to do?

Zayn Malik was always different compared to the other children as he grew up. He was never understood, and in turn never understood the others, so he lived in his dream world of doodles, colours and drawings. He finally reaches out to the tall, curly haired Harry Styles, but how will the popular Harry react to the quiet boy who everyone thought was mute? Zayn has so many more problems then Harry could ever understand, but how can Harry try to help the brown-eyed boy, when he barely speaks a word? [A Zarry Stylik Fanfiction that contains triggers of abuse and bullying.]

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

[COMPLETED] ❝Ever notice that the people who hurt you the most are the ones you tend to love more?❞ The one where two completely different teenagers, yet the same, look past their blindness and issues; and unknowingly end up saving each other for the better. (Zarry, with side Nouis and Payzer.) Graphics: @zarrycupcake © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake