He was the teacher... He was the class bad boy... He was Irresistible. Zayn Malik was known throughout Greater Bradford High School as the bad boy. When he’s in lessons, he barely listens, talks back to teachers and his quick temper lands him in many quarrels, with both teachers and students. Harry Styles is a young teacher. He is wracked with nerves as he starts his first day of teaching at Bradford. He was prepared to handle all kinds of students, but he wasn’t prepared for this… [Contains triggers]

Zayn Malik was always different compared to the other children as he grew up. He was never understood, and in turn never understood the others, so he lived in his dream world of doodles, colours and drawings. He finally reaches out to the tall, curly haired Harry Styles, but how will the popular Harry react to the quiet boy who everyone thought was mute? Zayn has so many more problems then Harry could ever understand, but how can Harry try to help the brown-eyed boy, when he barely speaks a word? [A Zarry Stylik Fanfiction that contains triggers of abuse and bullying.]

Where two years after Zayn left the band, Lola, Harry's baby girl, is the one who brings Zayn and Harry back together ••••• • Time - the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole. • Tide - a powerful surge of feeling 800+ comments

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

Cuando Harry Styles regreso a casa con su esposa Lea Stuart después de tres años de ser considerado muerto, nada volvió a ser lo mismo. El Marine. ifyouseejoe 2015.

[precuela de el marine] Cada historia tiene un inicio. Su principio. Su preludio. Este es el de Harry Styles y Lea Stuart. Preludio, precuela de El Marine. © Ifyouseejoe 2014

Un programa de YouTube. Un experimento de franqueza con tu ex. Una última oportunidad para arreglarlo todo. [Zarry Stalik]

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 or four empty bottles lying around the house somewhere and the liquor cabinet is empty. Harry is single, sure. But not alone. And his two year old son, Liam, has to deal with the effects of Harry when he suddenly decides any night is drinking night. The neighbors... well they think he'll never learn. And upon first glance, it all seems like the truth. That is, until one day, Harry stumbles to the park around the corner and falls on Zayn Malik, who just so happens to be in the right place at the right time. Warning: ⊙Language ⊙Sexual References ⊙Eventual Sexual Scenes ⊙THIS IS NOT MPREG 3k+ comments (Third Wattpad Story)

harry was just like any other boy his age. Sure he didn't have many friends but at least he had one. One friend was good enough for him. He was happy with this friend but the other kids treated him as a freak. harry didn't understand why. A part of him thought that it was because he was so different from others but it didn't matter. As long as he was with his friend, he knew everything was going to be alright. At least harry thought everything was going to be alright. He remembered being out on the yard playing with his friend. He remembered a black car driving up to his house. He remembered his parents both crying in each others arms. He remembered being taken to the hospital. harry wasn't sick. He didn't have to be in hospital. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him. He went to school just like every other kid, he did his work just like everyone else, he even did his chores with minimal complain. But there was one problem. That friend wasn't real.

Zayn is the only consistent thing in Harry's life. That is, until the summer nights and warm days spent by Zayn's pool feel unlike any other. © fluorescentzarry 2019