z.m.
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MeowChat [Ziam] by ziameth
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'ur pretty fit, wanna show me ur face too? ;)'
Faith (Islamic Fic) by MarwaaMalik
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"When two opposites are put together, will they repel or attract?" Iman Salah is a very religious girl with the weight of the world on her shoulders. After her parents' death, the responsibility of raising her younger brother was left to her. She made it her goal in life to guide him to the right path. But all he wants is to be like Zayn Malik. He loves that bad boy image and wants what comes with it. What will happen when they move next to the one and only Zayn Malik? Will Iman be able to guide her impressionable young brother, or will the presence of Zayn in their lives become the reason for their misery?
lipstick stains ୨୧ ziam by fruityliam
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in which zayn feels more at ease in feminine items instead of male items. jock liam secretly pines from afar. or liam has a crush on crossdresser zayn and is afraid to tell him. cover made by: Polaroids-
that's not why × ziam au (short story) by boytoys
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[COMPLETED] ❝Yet− that's not why I killed myself.❞ -_-_- The one where Zayn killed himself and left a series of letters for Liam to read. Copyright © 2014-2015 || boytoys
tuesday | zayn malik au by winterings
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“you realize I’m not the type to stick around, right?” “i never asked you to be.” © summer. s | winterings [2014]
grammatically incorrect drabble by styleslegend
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if you're looking for imagines that you can feel down to your bones and cause you to end up a blithering mess on the floor, this is the right place for you.
graffiti - z.m. by arietem
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✖ She lived her life in the luxurious avenues of Manhattan. He lived his life in the graffiti filled streets of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. They had lived merely one subway stop apart their entire life, but with a world of difference. trailer by @validus Copyrights 2013 © arietem
slow it down // zayn malik by perksofbeingaweirdo
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♫ I never, she never, we never looked back. That wasn't what we were good at. ♫ The Ragstock Music Festival is a place for peace, love and harmony. When you don't cooperate with that standard of expectations, you'll regret it. That's what Linley Jaxon and Zayn Malik - two feuding festival attendees - found out the hard way. Handcuffed together for the entire festival, what will happen when they just slow it down? {part three of the 'inspirations' series}
Entangled | Zayn Malik  by samelovestyles
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His eyes were deep and dark and captivating. His silence said much more than any words he could've spoken. Why was Kaya so drawn to Zayn? Why did she feel like she needed to know more about him and his life? It was a nagging feeling that she had. "Speak to him," it told her. "Get to know him more. Unravel him." So she did. But little did Kaya know, that the twisted life of Zayn Malik was something she would soon regret being entangled in. - ** The ongoing sequel to Entangled is now on my page - hope you enjoy! **
January. // z.m. au by yrraniaz
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"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. His hands held a nice warmness to them. "Like the month," he nodded. "I like it." *** » read the sequel here http://my.w.tt/UiNb/y9izHftVhv