❝you know how they say, what was it? don't judge a book by its cover? well lad, this is a prime example.❞ zayn was your typical bad boy. leather jackets, motorcycles, and smokes. everyone seems to judge zayn quite quickly. they don't know the real zayn. harry is one of those people, although he absolutely despises zayn. harry's a great student, loves everyone, & not to mention openly gay. he volunteers at a local retirement home, which just so happens to be the same place zayn volunteers. but of course, no one knows that. zayn enjoys having everyone wonder about him.   zayn's on the other side of the building, therefore they've never ran into each other. one day harry does run into zayn. and after that, he just can't help but run into zayn all the time. © sweatshirtzarry 2015

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

Castiel is a college student. Dean is a professor. It's not allowed. {recently completed} ©2017