"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves"

I'm aware that I am a thief some people steal hearts others steal souls

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. Harry is a shy, reserved man who has lead a quiet and simple life working as the head librarian at Montclair Library. Zayn is a spunky teenage runaway with a dirty mouth and a difficult past. But when their unlikely paths cross and Harry ends up taking Zayn in with the intent to help him, Zayn ends up helping Harry uncover some inner truths about his own self • Zarry AU in Pennsylvania • Takes place in the late 80's/early 90's • Contains some violence, drinking, strong language, a ten year age gap, and explicit sexual scenes Completed March 2021 | V

where Zayn doesn't want to see Harry's face ever in his life and Harry can't stop loving him. Highest Ranking: #466 in Fanfiction

"I think I saw Jesus last night..." Warning: Story contains mild drug use/references along with sexual content and bad language. Story also contains a decent amount of ZIAM in the beginning. ©2015 Prisonerwithavision

It's 2020,Everyone is waiting for the 1 Direction Reunion for their 10 year anniversary but this also means that Ex lovers will cross path again.

The band decides to reunite and do a comeback for their 10 year anniversary.Will this reunion ignite the flames from the past? The love they once felt or still feel. #1 on zarrystylik 💚💛

"Stop acting like you know me."

Zayn walked impulsively into the office of his father. Ignoring the two secretaries behind him who tried to stop his intrusion. " S-sir Zayn.. I-I don't think this would be a good--" The lady ceases right away when he sees his eyes glaring at her. A look whos ready to strike anyone who tried to stop him. He slams the door wide open when he reaches his father's office with clench teeth. " I do NOT agree of whut eva' youh plannin, Dad! ' he exlaimed from the moment he opens the door. "If you're not going to agree with this Zayn, who's going to take care of him and his baby, hmn? ' Yaser stated in a calm voice. Looking at his son's face full of rage. He sighed. " I don't careh! He shouted. His voice echoed throughout the entire floor. " Why can't youh jus give em' the fooking money and let him be?!' ------------- " We can't just leave him alone with that child he's carrying, Zayne, you know that. I know your brother is stubborn. Hard-headed, and sometimes self-centered for always doing what he wants. But that man and that baby--' " He's a selfish twat thut's whut he iz! ' Zayne blurted out. Pacing in the offce looking at the ground while stroking his hair in despair. " But they've got nothing to do with our problems.' His father continues. "Atleast let him stay until he give birth. After that, we can give him something to start over, with the baby. ' He looks at his son with pleading. He carry on. " You're brother is no longer with us, but that baby is about to be born without a father. ' Yaser's face full of guilt and sadness but full of pride to admit that he was hurt and very much affected by the loss of his son, Ahlee. He inbreathes, clenching his both hands as a sign of defeat. " And why would I let him stay in ma'place, dad? My place of ol places?! " He frowned as he signed. " Even in his death, I still clean up his mess.'

He wasn’t supposed to fall in love with the enemy. Zayn jawad malik is one of the most puissant and the youngest under-the-counter alive on the earth. Harry styles is the one who’s chosen to arrest this drug lord.