❝for there never was a boy who loved liam more than he did.❞

World champion street skateboarder Zayn Malik has been on top of the sport's rankings since he turned pro at 15. So when the Olympic Committee announces that skateboarding will be included for the first time at the 2020 Games, he's thrilled to take on the challenge while representing Great Britain. There's just one thing standing in between him and adding another title to the record books: his crippling performance anxiety. But when Team GB Skateboarding's awarded a physiotherapist with an affinity for experimental therapy methods and a crinkly eyed smile, Zayn thinks he might just have found his ticket to bringing home gold.

Based off this AU: A werewolf finds a human who is strolling in the woods late at night, and just before the werewolf goes to attack the human, the human then starts to beat box and the werewolf is too intrigued to attack them.

Zayn thought he wanted to know where Liam worked. Apparently he thought wrong. This story is belong to scottmcniceass on AO3

'and this is how it starts' // lowercase intended.

Sometimes love just hits you. Just the feelings and the emotions and sometimes you do stupid things for love like caring too much or embarrassing yourself for a smile. And sometimes there are people like Liam who in order to be with his crush joins the wonderful life of theater.

As someone who's dedicated their life to the field of art history, Zayn Malik knows that he's not the most exciting of twenty-six year olds. He loves museums, reading about Monet, and listening to podcasts about conspiracy theories. The independent research project that he starts alongside his new job as a lecturer at Oxford is even lacking colour: prove that Leonardo da Vinci's findings superseded the discoveries being made today. He expects to come across a myriad of treasure troves shadowing inventors throughout the university, but nothing prepares him for what he finds in the surgical sciences department - PhD student Liam Payne, who has a charming smile and will stop at nothing to change the future of cardiology. By shadowing Liam's research, Zayn learns everything there is to know about the human heart, but what he finds even more valuable is discovering just how easy an introverted brainiac like him can be to love.

When Liam finally builds up the courage to talk to the quiet regular at the cafe he works at to tell him he's Customer of the Month, he hopes to learn what it is that keeps the man coming back every day. Maybe find out if he's noticed Liam all these months too. But the barista's taken on a wild ride when he discovers that the humble patron isn't just a graphic novel creator, he can enter his stories and experience them alongside his characters too. [Full credit to @ziamwhispering for the manip graphic]

"So Liam asked you to slide down his pole then?" Harry yells over the music. Zayn nods for a second before he starts frowning. "Wait, no, not like that! He was being nice!" "You've called Liam nice like, ten thousand billion times tonight," Harry points out. "You fancy him!" "Do not," Zayn protests. His head feels heavy so he lets it drop onto Harry's shoulder. "He's just -" "Nice?" Harry supplies unhelpfully. Or the one where Liam's a fireman, Zayn's a photographer and yeah, there's a calendar shoot or two involved. This fic is written by carissima from AO3, so if you not impatient enough to wait me to post it chapter by chapter then you can read it in ao3 in one go.

At twenty, Zayn finds himself a widower and single father of one. It takes everything in his power to raise the three month old alone while also keeping up with his budding career as an artist. Five years later and Zayn's more dedicated than ever to do whatever it takes for the little boy to have a better life than the one he had at his age. When that includes hiring a professional carpenter to build him a treehouse, Zayn finds himself having to figure out how to win the man's game of cat and mouse before the structure's complete, or risk missing out on someone who makes him want to spend the rest of his life mixing oil paints together in order to find the exact shade of warmth that the contractor exudes. [I AM THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR. ALL OTHER UPLOADS ARE STOLEN AND WERE NOT RE-POSTED FROM AO3 WITH MY PERMISSION.] [Full credit to @_artistiq on instagram for the cover graphic]