Niall likes to play pranks on his parents. But when his pranks went to far... His parent decides to play a huge prank on him. By sending him to a Gay Community College.

They started out as Best Friends and quickly drifted to strangers. Harry climbed his way up to the top of the popularity ladder while Niall slipped down. Niall came out as openly gay during his 7th year and since then his life has been nothing but hell. As Harry becomes more and more attached to this boy, Niall slips away. On August 27 he disappeared completely and Harry knew... it was his fault. They labeled the blonde as 'The Runaway'. DISCLAIMER! All Ideas in this story except for the names and appearances of the characters are mine! This story is copyrighted, meaning I do not allow for any translations, spin offs, or copying. Thanks for understanding.

Harry Styles has always known that he had brothers. Ever since he was young he had imagined what they looked like, imagined how they acted, how they dressed, what kind of music they liked. But never did he actually know. Because he had never met them. Harry's blood father had abandoned him when he was little, but taken the other two triplets. One of them, Edward, was raised up by the man himself, but the other, Marcel, had been raised up by strict unloving parents who cared about nothing but money and Marcel's grades. One small problem came up one morning which turned out to be the thing that turned the boys' life around. After a small trip to the airport, a couple of heartwarming hugs, and a completely new set of mind, the three brothers face the world once more - except this time they have each other. But it does get hard, because they're all just too different. If anyone had known how much scandal it would cause they might've done it otherwise, but no one had known and that scandal ended up as one big ball of complication. And somehow Zayn Malik got caught in the middle

Niall stumbled back, muttering a short sorry before his gaze landed to the person he bumped into. Zayn. "Its been a while, hasnt it, Malik?" He smirked, a hand going up to his hair, fingers running through the blonde locks. "Three years is quite a long time. How are you?" His voice had gotten deeper, a cold chill tingled through Niall's spine and the boy was pretty sure that the weather didn't cause that shiver. "I'm fine, I'm doing well" he nodded, uncomfortable, his eyes scanning over Zayn's appearance. "Same here" their answers were short and awkward but they both stared intently at each other. Niall frowned, not really having much to say. "Miss me?" The older cockily smirked, causing a small smile to appear on Niall's face. "Haven't changed have you, Malik?" He chuckled, arms crossing over his chest as he breathed a long sigh. "No. No, I haven't." Zayn smiled at the blonde and Niall felt that there was a sincerity to his words that were covering something up. His head was tilting to the side, hands buried in his pockets as he but his lip, waiting for Niall to respond. "Good, I , ugh, don't want you to change." Niall's arms hung loosely by his sides, a faint blush appearing at his cheeks that he'll only blame the cold London weather for. Zayn grinned, "Never" — Need to read the first book (Hungry) in order to read this one —

Zayn’s a regular kid. Maybe he smokes too much for a seventeen-year-old and his parents fight more than most but it’s his norm. He’s just waiting patiently until he turns eighteen. Things shift when he meets a strange boy who’s the epitome of innocence but this mysterious lad is hiding something big, something that could lay Zayn’s life on the line. Will Zayn feel the same when he realizes what the boy truly is?