𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬. Zayn's the one who has everything you need, the one that everyone desires, provides both business and pleasure to men and women, but he has one strict rule; he doesn't do relationships. Harry is beautiful, flamboyant, annoyingly charming, and just so happens to be Zayn's best customer. But what happens under the disguise of lust when Harry starts looking to buy something that's not for sale? Will Zayn be able to put a price on emotion? • Zarry AU in London and Los Angeles • Contains some violence, drug use, drinking, strong language, mental health issues, and explicit sexual scenes Best Rankings: #1 in zarry #1 in bottomharry Completed November 2020 | V

❝one day, your going to be the man i marry.❞ ❝keep telling yourself that malik. keep telling yourself.❞ little did harry know, it happened.

"And I don't care how many years it'll take, for you to realize that you love me. I have waited for a hundred years, I will wait for a hundred more, for you only." * Highest Rankings: #1 in zarrystylik #1 in Zarry #1 in waiting * Written for my hoe @Samanthaammy Pushpa, this is for you.

"These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume." In the mids of a berserk war, two princes discover an unlikely resolution for its end. Both born of the war, each of their families have raised them to be sat on the English throne one day. Decades of bloodshed and mindless killing have gone by and with the throne still in the hands of a regent, both factions are desperate to see their prince ruling over the realm. The young princes' beliefs and secrets don't complement their families' wishes. What will happen when the princes meet? Will they continue the tradition of hatred between their families or get to know each other without any prejudice? Best rank - #3 on zarry

Once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy. Yes, that's what Zayn Malik is. A well known bisexual fuckboy. He's the University crush: every girl loves him, even gays loves him or there are some straight guys who turns gay because Zayn captivates them with his beautiful hazel eyes, long lashes and words that he knows how to use well. Words that will make you swoon over him. He doesn't choose what gender to fuck-you're a boy? No problem, you're a girl? Perfect! As long as he gets what he wants which is having fun. Not until he meets Harry Styles-his next victim. Harry Styles, a cool slash geeky kind of guy. He has this beautiful long curly hair, green eyes and lithe body that girls batted their lashes at him every time he passes by. Harry loves women especially that he's the only boy of the family. He loves them but not his type. Harry is gay and most of the students at the university doesn't know he is. He likes to keep it low key. His goal is to finish college and find a decent job that will support him to his entire adulthood life. Not until he meets the University fuckboy, Zayn Malik. Completed revised: July 11, 2020

"why aren't you trying to get away" "because I like you" Zayn Malik is a drug dealer mostly known for his sick ways in getting what he wants. Harry Styles' father is a drug addict. He decided to cheat Zayn and in return Zayn kidnapped Harry and doesn't plan on giving him back. But, maybe Harry doesn't want him to. © 2014 xGetTheShovelZarryx

Zayn grabbed a fist full of brown curls, pulling Harry's head back while slowly tracing the outline of his face with the black gun. "Didn't someone's little plan just backfired?" He chuckeld. " I think it just did, babe." "Zayn, I can explain. Please just hear me out." "Explain?" Zayn pushed the gun inside Harry's mouth. "Didn't your parents thaught you not to speak with a full mouth? Of course they didn't, they were too busy teaching you other things, like playing with someone's emotions." He tugged harder on his hair. Harry blinkend away his tears. Who was this person? And where was the person he loved? For a second Zayn felt guilty. He took the gun out of the mouth that he became to love. How can something so sweet be so evil. So cruel? "I'm not afraid of the gun, shoot me if you have to. I deserve it. But please don't ever doubt my love for you." "Oh fuck the cheesy shit, Styles." --------- Zayn (22) only child of the inventor of The Malik's company. Harry (21) only gay son of the Styles. Harry was asked to charm his way into Zayn's life. Make Zayn fall for him and he succeeded. Little did he know that his plan wasn't full-proof, no one could stop him from falling for the hazel eyed guy. -They both live in LA, California - I made sure to finish all chapters, so I could publish it at the same time. That way you don't have to wait and I don't get to back out from another responsibility. -Zayn tops. Harry swallows.

What if the real reason Zayn left the band was that he couldn't handle his feelings for Harry? WARNING: I WROTE THIS STORY IN 2015 . IT WAS AND IS TOTALLY FICTIONAL... I HAD NO IDEA THAT IT MIGHT SEEM MORE REAL AS TIME WENT ON AND ZARRY BOTH PUBLISHED SOLO SONGS ABOUT.... A LOVE SO... DEEP. This is their story; and the story of a girl who shipped them so hard it hurt.... Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. No reproduction or translation without permission. "This story is absolutely amazing" - Review in The Wattpad Writers Magazine by the awesome katb415. For the full review see link below. Thank you so much for reading and voting!! xx Kat (katb415 reviewed Deep in her awesome Up and Coming Wattpad Writers magazine which also has some great interviews with writers: check out the magazine here: https://www.wattpad.com/143604913-wattpad-writers-magazine-book-review-1)

''And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in.'' - Haruki Murakami (Finished in 2013)

Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.