"He was like a dream when I first saw him. He was brighter than the sun, and then became my sun He pushed away the darkness when he smiled. I was drawning and he saved me. And now...he's gone." This is a story of my favorite ship Zarry. Hope you enjoy it. 💚💛 Thanks so much for the votes and reads! 📚 Please comment! 💭 Most impressive rankings: #1 zarrystylik - September 2022. #2 zarrystylik - February 2023. #2 topzayn - February 2024 and 12K reads !

"Stop acting like you know me."

Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

"You're my hulk, Harry." Zayn digs a finger into Harry's chest. Harry stops walking and looks down at Zayn. He gulps, "I'm what?" Or a Zarry Au Where Harry won't let Zayn into his apartment. Zayn wants to know why.

Manhattan sometimes feels like a dreamt-up place with its shining skyscrapers and rooftop bars. In the place that can take you to wonderland and hell simultaneously, Harry experiences love, friendship and other struggles that come with the brink of adulthood. But his world is different because there's an American Express Centurion Card in his wallet, the figurative silver spoon in his mouth and traces of white powder under nearly everyone's nose. That's Manhattan for him all thanks to his name. A Zarry AU about finding yourself in the mids of an elitist society controlled by money, power and lies. All the conditions apply even when you're just a teenager. #27 on zarry #7 on zarrystylik

zarry // completed Zayn thinks he is happy. He has amazing parents, a lovable older sister and a beautiful girlfriend. What else could he ask for? But is he really? When a certain someone returns from the past... Well, let's just say, Zayn isn't so sure anymore.

Zayn Malik is just a misunderstood guy with few friends and a bad attitude. Maybe he would be a little less misunderstood if he didn't drink people's blood and kill them afterwards. He's not that bad of a guy though; that is if you like stubborn jerks who have no patience and don't believe in love at all. But when Harry Styles catches his eye and is brought into his life everything changes. And maybe, just maybe, he'll see that not everything is so bad.

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.]

✔[Completed] "We loved with a love that was more than love." ― Edgar Allan Poe. Harry Styles doesn't care where his life is leading him after every betrayal and loss he has faced in his 20 years. He's tired of fighting for money and love, who obviously aren't on his side and Zayn Malik could be a star in the empty dark sky he has been wandering in. Or maybe, the brightest and the most beautiful star in the sky full of dull stars since he was 18. After all, like Zayn says, it's a game. A game that they didn't sign up for. [Warnings: May trigger some stuff, contains paranormal activity and spirits in the start (not focused on these things), emotional thoughts at some point that makes you wanna jump out of a window and cry, smut and smut and smut and some dangerously weird plot twists in between] [All rights reserved @tgkkie]

Harry Styles met Zayn Malik on a sunny morning when the bright yellow Sun fought against the gloomy dark sky and won.