A week before the tragic Vegas concert. WARNING: This story will make you cry.

At first I don't say anything. Liam seems cold. Distant. Nothing like the old Liam I knew. Loved as a best mate. "What's gotten into ya, bro?" "Besides your dick, eh?" Liam shook his head. "Don't you ever go online? Read the stuff about us? See the types of photoshopped pictures going around on the web, hmm? How I'm a bottom, and you're always the one shagging me? It only makes things worse when you touch me like you love me." "I do lo---." "You shu' up, now!" Liam yelled. "I am not joking here, Zayn. Don't touch me, don't look at me. Just keep your filthy paws to yourself, okay? There is no Ziam, or whatever the hell they call us now. I am not gay, Zayn!"

Liam can't make it in time to watch his little girl be born, but gets a beautiful picture to treasure until he gets there.

Liam lived his normal life. Two best friends, his grade were okay and everyone liked him. But what happens, when the new kid Zayn Malik makes him fall hardly?

Niall. He's the school bad boy. He's the one who sleeps with teachers, bullies anyone who dare step in his way, but he's also the one who has to deal with a dying mum, an autistic brother, and no father because he's long gone in Vegas sleeping around. Nobody knows about his issues because in his house is where he lives his secret life. He loves and takes care of his family, but he's masking any emotion outside his house. The only thing he cries to is his pillow every night. But one step out of his house, he is the druggie party animal. One day he bumps into the school musical prodigy, Zayn Malik. Will Zayn be able to break down his walls to see the true Niall he loves unconditionally? And it seems one of Niall's best friends has an eye out for Mr. Malik but will Liam go against Niall's wishes and try and make Zayn love him? This school year will be filled with secrets, love, hate, bullying, and death.

Zayn was his name. Liam was mine. We met three years ago and now we were pretty close. We couldn't stand a day without each other. We were practically brothers. Or were we?

Liam finds himself in a difficult position when he falls in love with zayn. His band mate from 1D. Not knowing if he could like him back. So he ventures into the unknown. Louis and niall have an ongoing love developing. And harry, well harry's still the curly headed green eyed boy he always has been. Will these loves tear the band apart or bring it closer together? Time, is the only one to tell.

Zayn Malik, 19, happy as far as you can see. He had the perfect life. A loving boyfriend, Liam Payne. A wonderful job, in One Direction. But, it all ends that night. That one night when the dreams start. Every night they haunt him. Every single night. He can no longer sleep without the nightmare dancing before his eyes. After a photo-shot, he decides to give himself seven days. Seven days to live. His boyfriend is cheating on him, for his fellow band mate, Niall Horan, he can’t sleep without being reminded just how messed up his life his. Will he succeed, or will Liam come to his senses and save him? All the while, his other two band mates, Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles, are trying to hide their relationship... Failing. There is swearing and gay-ness in this story so if you’re not a fan of that, I wouldn’t read it. xx *TRIGGER WARNING*

What happeneds when Zayn asks Perrie to marry him but Liam, his band mate and best friend, is in love with him? Read to find out!

"Everything Has A Purpose" ......... Born as a charming, quiet, mysterious young lad, nineteen year old Zayn Malik has been able to escape a haunting relationship. With a guy! He moves to Newtown, Conneticuit to spend some 'quality-time' with his older brother, Jake. While staying with his brother, Zayn sees that not everything is perfect.That's when he meets Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne, and Harry Styles. They start off as best mates, but all 3 fall hard for Zayn. So in order to win his love and affection, they create a game to win it. But this is a deadly turn for Zayn. He sees that everything has a purpose in life. Even death.