In a world where everyone is born with a heart tattoo that turns red when they meet their soulmate, Zayn Malik burned his' when he was younger therefore losing his tattoo. He was all right with an incompetent mark that is until he meets Harry Styles.
Harry is a drunkard. Zayn is the man who reminds him of what it's like to be sober. Harry Styles' adult life has always revolved around a bottle in his hand whenever there's something in his life he can't deal with. It always starts out the same. Just a sip, then maybe a glassful and before he knows it, there's three...
"It's wrong." "But it's the first time I've felt right." *Warning: Story contains bad language, heavy sexual content, and mild drug use/references. ©2016 Prisonerwithavision