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.

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.

Harry Styles is tasked to pick Zayn Malik, who has been living abroad, from the airport for their best friends stag weekend. It would've been just a simple task for a rather simple event between friends in preparation for the wedding coming up... But, when an expected a storm leaves the two friends stuck in a cottage, they are forced to share one bed with old and unspoken feelings between them. 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. Features T!Zayn's and B!Harry

He would never be the wet blanket. He didn't allow himself to do so. He wasn't clear if he was happy with that. But at least, he knew he wouldn't regret about it. "Sure you won't." Harry replied slowly, "Because you don't even know what you've lost." (Not updating atm)

How was it possible that the best night of his life was also the worst? Harry didn't know how it was possible, just that it was. Bradford, England 1994

💖Thank you to my friend Nimisha for editing this's books.💖 Harry take care of baby Zayn .when Zayn grows up,he find himself in love with harry,but harry has no idea. Huge Age difference Harry older than Zayn like 11 years in this story

"What Is Past Is Prologue" - William Shakespeare Highest Rankings: #1 in amnesia #2 in kidfic #3 in annesia #320 in Fanfiction ⇥0SaPH5RV⇤