Please take me with you I don't wanna live my life through needles

Harry is a college student stuck in a dull routine-classes, retail shifts, and a dying relationship with his "situationship" But the truth in the matter is he craved so much MORE! So when Harry impulsively redownloads a dating app, he doesn't expect much... until he slides into this man's DMs. Zayn unravels Harry in ways he never imagined, awakening desires he didn't even know he had. But just as Harry starts to think this could be more than just a fling, he realizes Zayn isn't just some random guy. He's Zayn fucking Malik and is virtually off-limits to someone like him. Now Harry has to decide: is he ready to dive headfirst into a world that could either break him or finally make him feel whole? 🥵🌶️ with plot😏 1️⃣8️⃣➕ Some of the smut scenes are very vulgar & descriptive so be prepared.

A soft-spoken flower shop boy carrying more than his share of weight and a hardened mafia operative whose mission begins to crumble the moment he lays eyes on him.

They have met before-countless times, in countless lives. But love was never theirs to keep. They are drawn together by an invisible thread, an unshakeable force written into the marrow of their existence. But the Universe is cruel, twisting devotion into destruction. Every time they find each other, the world unravels. Every time they fall, everything burns. Now, stripped of memory, they stand on opposite sides-strangers, enemies, inevitable. The echo of something lost lingers in their bones, a whisper of a love that was never meant to survive. This time, they are meant to kill. This time, they must not remember. But fate has never been kind to those who try to defy it. EDIT: This story is MINE and original. The only other copy of this work is on Ao3 under DeeLa17. Any other copies or translations outside of these users are not mine. Please refrain from stealing or publishing on any other platform WITHOUT my consent. If you wish to translate it into another language, feel free to contact me.

This is NOT my story. I just made it into a Zarry version. The author is Nora Phoenix. You should check out her work. I thoroughly enjoyed this as an audiobook.

A collection of alternate universe short stories exploring the love, tension, and serendipitous moments between Zayn Malik and Harry Styles. Each story reimagines them as ordinary individuals navigating love, longing, and fate in different settings and scenarios.

When you are broken hearted, who do you run to? When Harry is presented with this question, he starts thinking; where do broken hearts go? Raise your hand, who has never suffer for love.

Zayn has spent years waiting for his fated mate. As the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, he knows he should have met them by now. But at 26, he's still searching, feeling an unsettling void in his chest that refuses to be filled. When he meets Harry, a stubborn yet skilled paramedic, Zayn feels an undeniable pull toward him. It's strong, instinctual, but impossible. But Harry is human. And werewolves don't have human mates.

Isolation is easy. Harry was alone by choice. Until the night the sky split open and left him with something-someone-he couldn't ignore. Fear told him to walk away. Curiosity made him stay. But it was something else entirely that made him fall.

Harry, a highschooler, starts on another student's To-Do list and ends with his baby. *** Harry Styles was just a highschool nerd who prided himself in doing what was right and good. So it was a bit of a surprise when Zayn Malik, the popular and promiscuous pretty boy, actually persued him one day. One thing led to another and before Harry knew it, he'd unknowingly become part of an elaborate 4 year bet. Now with their highschool years behind them for the past four and a half years, Zayn and Harry happen to cross paths again. Imagine the look on Zayn's face when Harry shows up with a little boy who- for some reason- looks just like him. * * * Where Zayn finally finds everything he's been waiting for. Oh, and some winter coats go missing. 1k+ comments