Harry and Zayn are both on the soccer team at Duke University; but just because they're both the star players, amazing forwards, and in the same grade, doesn't mean they actually get along. It's quite the opposite in fact. To put it simply; they hate each other. But love and hate are two sides of the same coin right? ...
Where, it all started with a bet. *** M-preg *** Poorly Written *** Under Editing
"Rodger, get your lazy ass up here and help me unpacking." "You've got two hands to help yourself Harry, so use them." "Why can't you help me?" "Because I don't want to." "Ugh. I hate you." "well, I don't remember myself saying I love you neither." #4 in Rarry
You're already used to the games, babe You play your role and I play the same Come give it to me, yea ah yea Come give it to me, play by play I could tell you've been bored all day Cuz you're young and you still got time. [Basically, a zarry smut shot book. There will be one shots with Zarry smut]
They have always been codependent. //Dedicated to my best friend @Samanthaammy . I love you Pushpa even though you sometimes wish to burn my favourite instant noodles' factory →_→ //
I never knew he could have this much effect on me. Never knew, without him, I would feel this much incomplete even after having everything. Never knew, just by seeing him again, my heart would start doing those back flips again. But most of all, I never knew, I could fall for my soon-to-be step-brother this hard.
where Zayn doesn't want to see Harry's face ever in his life and Harry can't stop loving him. Highest Ranking: #466 in Fanfiction
"And I don't care how many years it'll take, for you to realize that you love me. I have waited for a hundred years, I will wait for a hundred more, for you only." * Highest Rankings: #1 in zarrystylik #1 in Zarry #1 in waiting * Written for my hoe @Samanthaammy Pushpa, this is for you.
"What Is Past Is Prologue" - William Shakespeare Highest Rankings: #1 in amnesia #2 in kidfic #3 in annesia #320 in Fanfiction ⇥0SaPH5RV⇤
"No, you don't get to do this." He looks at him angrily. But there's also a tinge of sadness behind those green eyes, Zayn can see that. Because even after all these years, he can still read Harry like an open book. "Do what?" Zayn asks softly, even though he knows the answer too. This isn't hurting him any less, but...
