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.]

Zayn Malik didn’t really know how to look as he stared into the huge, round lens of the camera, which showed him how all of the others saw him. He noticed that his big brown eyes looked a little lost in translation, not due to the camera, but the curly haired male behind it. “You’re not even playing with fire, bambi, this is ice. Cold, unforgiving ice.” The raspy voice constantly reminded him, and all Zayn could try to do was understand what he meant. What Harry Styles meant. -[A Zarry Fanfiction]-

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]