I glanced over at Harry. He was looking back at me and I could see his mouth moving in that slow, sexy way of his, but I couldn't focus on what he was saying. I was too busy enjoying how pink and puffy his lips looked, imagining how soft they would feel and how red I could make them if I just leaned in and kissed him. I scooted closer to him and caught the scent of his shampoo. He smelled so clean and I wanted to bury my head in his curls and breathe him in. His eyes seemed to darken as he gazed at me. He was so fucking beautiful that it was almost painful to look at him, like staring at the sun. Harry raised an eyebrow at me and licked his lips, and before I knew what I was doing I was leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I need you." *** Zayn finds himself drawn to one of his band mates after a game of Truth or Dare gets out of hand. The events of this drunken night lead Zayn and Harry to question everything that they thought they knew about themselves. Can love prevail when their attempts to navigate a relationship while living in the spotlight are thwarted by girlfriends, management, fans, and even the other members of One Direction? WARNING: Explicit sexuality. **1st place winner in the boyxboy category of the 2014 1D Watty Awards**

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."

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

AU where Zayn’s a journalist who finds rock star, Harry Styles, passed out outside his motel room. (Smut with a capital S, so if you're used to my usual stuff, proceed with caution.)

It's the summer before Zayn's final year at uni and he's got it all sussed. Or so he thinks until he meets 17-year old Harry and realises that he doesn't know a thing.

Always too drunk or high to care, Zayn Malik would rather hear what was coming out of his headphones then your mouth. But when one day, not paying attention, he gets shot. It was a full blown out shooting spree. Seven hundred shot dead, and four hundred thirty three injured. Three weeks after, everyone is discharged from the hospital, around fifteen or sixteen people dead, and the rest went home. Except of course, Zayn Malik. Zayn doesn't know how to react, there is a killing pain in his side and chest but he doesn't care. All he cares is that he hasn't drunk and hasn't gotten high. His body reacts badly, his mind going haywire. He starts having episodes where he yells at nurses and doctors and rips apart the blankets of his hospital bed. Then one night, in his hospital room in the mental ward, he thinks he's gone completely mad. When that curly headed boy comes into his room at two o'clock in the morning and speaks to him with such large, frightened eyes, he thinks he's gone absolute bonkers. Warning~ Contains underage relationships, crazy people, mental hospitals, smut, cussing, drugs, drinking, gory shit, ect ect ect. Read with your own caution. © @fxcktheworld_ This is my story. Thank you very much. Don't steal or I'll steal your face and feed it to my hell hound.

Harry have made a lot of mistakes on his life, but as he sees Zayn walking out of their home he realized anything could compare to that.. Now, having to see him happy laughing with someone who isn't him is just making it clear that he needs him, that he loves him so much. That he has to win him back. Just some Zarry fluffiness you would enjoy reading, really!

Zayn Malik is poor and his life sucks. His dad is an alcoholic, his family relies on him to somehow make money for them to be able to survive. Luckily he has his college friend Louis to help him rob all the rich guys of the town. Harry Styles is rich and his life is awesome. He and his posh friend Niall are a part of the basketball team and love to throw parties. When Zayn meets Harry one thing is clear; if he is successful at breaking into the curly haired lad's house he'll never have to worry about any money issues again. So Zayn tries to start dating Harry. Will Harry fall for Zayn's charms and will Zayn succeed, or will this just turn into an enormous disaster?

The story has some issues due to the fact that it's originally written with Ziall bromance, so keep your comments to yourself if you see Niall instead of Harry sorry, i don't have the time to fix it. Thank youuuu:) _________________ Harry Has Autism; Always has, always will. But he doesn't let anything stand in his way. From his abusive stepfather, or his careless mother, Harry knows he can escape it all by closing his eyes and dreaming of all the promises Zayn, his strepbrother, makes him. He promises to take Harry away from it all. He swears that Harry will be safe from those monsters they call parents. He's feed up with everyone treating Harry like he doesn't matter because Zayn knows Harry has feelings. Even if the boy doesn't understand why people hate him so much; Zayn knows that de.ep down Harry is aching for someone to sweep him off his feet and give him his own fairytale which he fills his head with every day. *Book 1* [DONE] *Book 2* [DONE] ------------- This Story is adapted to Zarry bromance, the original is Ziall written by zialltops and Anonymous43 on wattpad, ENJOY.