Louis and Zayn. They are fuck buddies as well as best friends. Whenever they need to let themselves loose some steam or just want some fun, they have each other, that is...if they don't have their eyes on someone else. To sum it up, they're both sluts. If they spot someone they're interested in doing the dirty with, they will somehow manage to end up in bed with them, even the ones that are committed in refusing end up falling for their charm or let's just say their 'extreme hotness'. Zayn sets his eyes on the boy that changes into their English class and is prepared to do anything to have that boy beg on his knees for him, or maybe just for him to do something else on his knees for him.

Where Liam has a crush on his 4 year old son's preschool teacher, Mr. Zee [completed]

Meet Liam, a sweet and very kind lad, have a counter with Zayn, leader of the bad boys of the school, and Zayn is never letting him go. Never encounter with a possessive Bad Boy

Five Delinquents, all in a Juvenile Detention center. All for different reasons. Two boys to a cell. Twenty four boys to a block. Six group members, all in pairs when out picking up trash on the road. Early release for good behavior, except when you try to escape. Who knows what could happen?

Where Zayn can't bring himself to stop sleeping with his boyfriend's older brother.

fakeliampayne: nudes? niazkilam: I ain't about that life Au where Liam Payne is the biggest fuck boy you will ever meet.

Zayn Malik is an award-winning pop star with a knack for getting himself into trouble, and Liam Payne is the bodyguard he doesn’t want to hire. What happens when both seem to have a problem with staying strictly professional... Sub pairings - Larry & Nosh *all credit for this story goes to scottmcniceass on AO3*

Summary: Zayn and Liam are roommates. They hate each other. (Most of the time.) This is my other fave fic from caitlin or scottmcniceass on ao3. So, enjoy!!!

Liam isn't a good guy and Zayn knows this. Fuck he knows it. He's experienced firsthand of how not a good guy Liam can be but it's not like he's going to marry the bastard so what's the harm in messing around, right?

everything i've learned and the things i've seen, it shatters inside of me. i don't know why it's taken me this long, why i refused to see him for who he really is. why i don't shrink from him, as i declare aloud without any hesitation or ambiguity. it slips from my mouth before i can even stop it, before i can save myself - "i know that you're a sociopath." it hits him, more than what he'd like to admit. yet it doesn't stop him from sizing me up, as if i had fallen for the bait. asking, without a beat, "and what does that make you?"