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.

"And I don't care how many years it'll take, for you to realize that you love me. I have waited for a hundred years, I will wait for a hundred more, for you only." * Highest Rankings: #1 in zarrystylik #1 in Zarry #1 in waiting * Written for my hoe @Samanthaammy Pushpa, this is for you.

"They fought over everything-until their hearts gave in" In the fast-paced world of corporate life, Zayn and Harry are the definition of opposites-competitive, headstrong, and constantly at odds. Their workplace rivalry is legendary, sparking tension and amusing gossip among colleagues. But when an unexpected shift begins to blur the lines between their animosity, they find themselves navigating a dangerous game of attraction. What starts as a battle of wills slowly turns into a deeper connection neither of them saw coming. With plenty of sparks, heated exchanges, and stolen moments, Zayn and Harry must face their evolving feelings and decide if love can blossom from rivalry. Will they remain enemies or discover something more? A Zarry Fanfiction

Zayn grabbed a fist full of brown curls, pulling Harry's head back while slowly tracing the outline of his face with the black gun. "Didn't someone's little plan just backfired?" He chuckeld. " I think it just did, babe." "Zayn, I can explain. Please just hear me out." "Explain?" Zayn pushed the gun inside Harry's mouth. "Didn't your parents thaught you not to speak with a full mouth? Of course they didn't, they were too busy teaching you other things, like playing with someone's emotions." He tugged harder on his hair. Harry blinkend away his tears. Who was this person? And where was the person he loved? For a second Zayn felt guilty. He took the gun out of the mouth that he became to love. How can something so sweet be so evil. So cruel? "I'm not afraid of the gun, shoot me if you have to. I deserve it. But please don't ever doubt my love for you." "Oh fuck the cheesy shit, Styles." --------- Zayn (22) only child of the inventor of The Malik's company. Harry (21) only gay son of the Styles. Harry was asked to charm his way into Zayn's life. Make Zayn fall for him and he succeeded. Little did he know that his plan wasn't full-proof, no one could stop him from falling for the hazel eyed guy. -They both live in LA, California - I made sure to finish all chapters, so I could publish it at the same time. That way you don't have to wait and I don't get to back out from another responsibility. -Zayn tops. Harry swallows.

Once a fuckboy, always a fuckboy. Yes, that's what Zayn Malik is. A well known bisexual fuckboy. He's the University crush: every girl loves him, even gays loves him or there are some straight guys who turns gay because Zayn captivates them with his beautiful hazel eyes, long lashes and words that he knows how to use well. Words that will make you swoon over him. He doesn't choose what gender to fuck-you're a boy? No problem, you're a girl? Perfect! As long as he gets what he wants which is having fun. Not until he meets Harry Styles-his next victim. Harry Styles, a cool slash geeky kind of guy. He has this beautiful long curly hair, green eyes and lithe body that girls batted their lashes at him every time he passes by. Harry loves women especially that he's the only boy of the family. He loves them but not his type. Harry is gay and most of the students at the university doesn't know he is. He likes to keep it low key. His goal is to finish college and find a decent job that will support him to his entire adulthood life. Not until he meets the University fuckboy, Zayn Malik. Completed revised: July 11, 2020

Where Zayn is supposed to be happily engaged to his verbally abusive fiancée but finds real love in the man he's having a secret affair with. His neighbor who lives three doors down. Warnings: ■ Strong Language ■ Sexual references ■ Explicit sexual scenes ■ Verbal (mainly) and some physical abuse 3K+ comments

I wasn't in Bradford this summer. I was in Positano, Italy. Vacationing/house-sitting for my English Professor Sr. Clemmons. These are the perks of being Zayn Malik. Head of my class and also being that one student who loved Harry Styles as much as Sr. Clemmons did. ...well maybe more. SideNote: Best vacation ever...well at least it started out that way.

We promised to one another to stay together forever and to have our own family. Since we were young, that's been our dream. You and Me. We've been through a lot. We've argued, we've called each other names, we've yelled and cried. We held hands, not being able to let go. Now, we have rings on our fingers and shared vows on a beach on a rainy day. I'm yours. You're mine. We are one and this is our family. 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.

If I say I'm not in love, then I'm not. If I say I don't remember your name, trust that I don't. If I say I'm not thinking of you, that I'm not attracted to you, that your name is not ringing in my brain after our first time...then, it's not. And that's that. But what if all of these statements are lies that I tell myself whenever I look at you to hide the fact that I am, that I do and that it does? What then? Or The one where Zayn and Harry fall in love after a one-night stand. 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.

ZARRY AU COMPLETED Zayn: 21 years old Harry: 19 years old Starting university, Harry is faced with a lot of new things. New city. New friends, new home and a lot of hard work. On top of that he is looking for someone to love. Easier said than done! But what if that one person might actually appear? What if Harry falls for him? What if that person isn't returning his feelings? Or what if there is a good reason for him to not return Harry's feelings. What do they say? The past is gonna haunt you and effect your life forever... So many what if's. So many secrets. So many feelings. A new Zarry Story is in work! Bare with me and find out what's gonna happen! Disclaimer: Warning: Mentions of self-harm Violence And some unrealistic jail sentence (-sry about that; it's fiction though ) Please don't copy this story. The plot is completely invented by me and so are most of the poems in this story. If you want to use them for something, I'd like you to ask first, owner's rights and stuff... A few of the lyrics are written by Zayn so the owner rights obviously go to him ;)