[completed] In which Zayn, an upcoming author, has Justin as a neighbor who never fails to kill his patience. "I need to work!" Zayn exclaimed. "Go ahead. I'll just sit here." Justin said, smirking and patting the chair. "Screw you!" "I'm okay with that." "Ugh." #199 in SHORT STORY - 8/6/17 #889 in FANFICTION - 27/8/17 #845 in FANFICTION - 28/8/17 #705 in FANFICTION - 1/9/17

He is criminal I'm a prince He misses his family I ran away from mine ..... In which Zayn Javvaad Malik a prince falls in love with Justin Drew Bieber a world wide wanted Criminal. .. P.S : I suck at description but the story is great I promise. ...

In which a small town Boy named Zayn moved to California in order to pursue his dream in art, starting off as a art teacher. What he thought of being a piece of cake turned out to be way more than he could handle. He probably wouldn't have made it through it if it wasn't for the help of Mr. Bieber, the history teacher. This story is about a shy and awkward art teacher who is ran over by his students until a certain teacher steps in, getting way more than he originally wanted. Instead of Pursuing his dreams, he was pursuing Mr. Bieber. [update 1-2 times every week] Copyright © 2016, Gvnsandtvmblr. All Rights Reserved.

"Can I have your number?" "I literally just gave you your first drink for tonight." "It's not like I asked for your home address!" "Anything else you would like to order?" "How about that number? Because I find you very- I mean very..." "If you said attractive and want to have sex with me in the bathroom. I will personally throw you out of the door." "I was gonna say interesting. You are so..." "Don't you dare call me cute. I will not hesitate to poison your food." #43 rank, awesome :D Thank you everyone. _____ All Right Reserved@2016

I guess, the moment I saw him, I knew there was no way around it. I always knew I was different than all my friends back home, I knew deep down who I really was, what I was attracted to, but I couldn't let myself get into something that was so much more than I expected. Something so much more than I could've ever had imagined. Father told me, loving someone from the same sex is wrong, it's a sin, a disgrace. ''Always stay away from these kind of people, son.'' He used to say, and not for a moment I doubted his words. I was fine. My life was sorted. I knew my future. But then I met him, and I felt it. The need. The need to break free.