A few years after the end of One Direction, Zayn leads a secluded life far away from fame. He thinks he's perfectly happy – until a part of his old life shows up on his doorstep. Alright so this is not originally written by me it is originally written by the talented thilia, so please enjoy.

We’re just friends. Zayn needs to get that tattooed somewhere so he never forgets.

Zayn Malik was always different compared to the other children as he grew up. He was never understood, and in turn never understood the others, so he lived in his dream world of doodles, colours and drawings. He finally reaches out to the tall, curly haired Harry Styles, but how will the popular Harry react to the quiet boy who everyone thought was mute? Zayn has so many more problems then Harry could ever understand, but how can Harry try to help the brown-eyed boy, when he barely speaks a word? [A Zarry Stylik Fanfiction that contains triggers of abuse and bullying.]

He was the teacher... He was the class bad boy... He was Irresistible. Zayn Malik was known throughout Greater Bradford High School as the bad boy. When he’s in lessons, he barely listens, talks back to teachers and his quick temper lands him in many quarrels, with both teachers and students. Harry Styles is a young teacher. He is wracked with nerves as he starts his first day of teaching at Bradford. He was prepared to handle all kinds of students, but he wasn’t prepared for this… [Contains triggers]

Harry is a drunkard. Zayn is the man who reminds him of what it's like to be sober. Harry Styles' adult life has always revolved around a bottle in his hand whenever there's something in his life he can't deal with. It always starts out the same. Just a sip, then maybe a glassful and before he knows it, there's three or four empty bottles lying around the house somewhere and the liquor cabinet is empty. Harry is single, sure. But not alone. And his two year old son, Liam, has to deal with the effects of Harry when he suddenly decides any night is drinking night. The neighbors... well they think he'll never learn. And upon first glance, it all seems like the truth. That is, until one day, Harry stumbles to the park around the corner and falls on Zayn Malik, who just so happens to be in the right place at the right time. Warning: ⊙Language ⊙Sexual References ⊙Eventual Sexual Scenes ⊙THIS IS NOT MPREG 3k+ comments (Third Wattpad Story)

The two of them came from different sides of the spectrum; Harry Styles is poor, barely able to survive every single day of his lonely life, while Zayn Malik is rich, both in wealth and love, but he still feels something missing in his life. Fate lets them meet and fall in love. Against his parent's wishes, Zayn chooses to be with Harry. Together, they work hard to keep their love and life afloat. However, one day it seems as though fate has gotten bored of giving them a taste of heaven and shoves them straight into hell instead. Zayn gets into an accident and forgets all about Harry, just as Harry finds out he's pregnant with their first child. With the universe against them, how will Zayn and Harry find their way back to each other?