Harry is your average dental hygienist, he goes to work each morning and gets off around six o'clock. Only he doesn't go home to an empty flat like a normal twenty year old, Harry stops and picks up his (almost) four year old son from the sitters and from there his night is only beginning. From potty training to teeth cleaning, over the last four years Harry's managed to balance having a career and making sure his child has everything he needs to be happy, healthy and safe. But when his sons father suddenly wants to be apart of their lives again, things become challenging and Harry's torn being doing what's right for his son and what's right for them as a family. It doesn't help that his sons father happens to be Zayn Malik, one third of a world famous boy band, and the media is bearing down on them - wanting answers to questions Harry's desperately been avoiding for years. Copyright © zmelec on Wattpad All Rights Reserved.

I liked the way the blade absorbed his pulse every time it slowly rubbed against his skin. I think he screamed for me to stop but my hands began to shake when ever i pulled the knife away from his cold skin. I thought of ways to put the knife down...I could throw it across the room or I could just slide it away from me but my hands were shaking and I wanted to see if his blood color matched the others I wanted to be known for something more than the kid at school who never talked....I don't talk because I have too much to hide....and once I'm finished with him that'll be just another thing I can keep to myself- I want him to tell me he loves me and that without me he'd die because then I'll know that someone cared about me, but he'd never care about me and It's not fair for me to see him touching other people the way he should touch me...He should die because he doesn't know what he's missing out on and he doesn't even try to see me he's just like the others but he's not and that's why I want to hear begging for me to stop....and that's why I won't. "Harry, Harry you're doing it again." My psychologist Mr. Payne says removing me from my thoughts. "Doing it again." I reply realising I went into another one of my fantasies. "Who was it about this time?" He asked pulling his blan brown notebook out of his suit jacket...I hated that note book. "A boy fr-from school." I answer, fuck I hated that notebook. "The same one as before?" he asked in a voice that almost made me feel he was fed up. "Zayn...M-Malik."

❝Not everything goes to plan❞ © 2014 Akshaya

Where Zayn finds Louis annoying and Harry hot (though he refuses to admit that), and Liam might just be what Louis needs, if Louis would stop being so stubborn and get with the poor guy. And somehow, Niall learns to deal with all of this.

❝ Want a ride baby boy? ❞ He would purr. Literally.

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)

Damn it how was I to express myself to him? He had all the power and he didn't even know it. If at that moment he'd of sent me away I would have done so spinelessly. He needed to know the swirl of emotions that were brewing inside of me, forming a dangerous tornado. He looked so amazing standing there and he was just standing there but his body was begging for me to touch it. What would his husband think?

Everytime I look at him I get butterflies in my stomach. And eveytime I see them together I feel a pain in my chest. He obviously doesn't realise what he's doing to me. Now I have always felt this way about him, ever since I met him on the XFactor. I kinda got over him by moving my crush onto Louis....but didn't really work as you can see. I love everything about him. But I intend on keeping these feelings a secret....never letting anyone find out. But that is also gonna be hard to hide because...... I Harry Edward Styles am in love with Zayn Javaad Malik. But will one drunken nite end it or be the start of a new relationship..??? *THIS IS A FICTIONAL STORY! WHICH MEANS THAT NON OF THIS REALLY HAPPENED! AND WILL PROBABLY NEVER HAPPEN!*