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)

Zayn grabbed a fist full of brown curls, pulling Harry's head back while slowly tracing the outline of his face with the black gun. "Didn't someone's little plan just backfired?" He chuckeld. " I think it just did, babe." "Zayn, I can explain. Please just hear me out." "Explain?" Zayn pushed the gun inside Harry's mouth. "Didn't your parents thaught you not to speak with a full mouth? Of course they didn't, they were too busy teaching you other things, like playing with someone's emotions." He tugged harder on his hair. Harry blinkend away his tears. Who was this person? And where was the person he loved? For a second Zayn felt guilty. He took the gun out of the mouth that he became to love. How can something so sweet be so evil. So cruel? "I'm not afraid of the gun, shoot me if you have to. I deserve it. But please don't ever doubt my love for you." "Oh fuck the cheesy shit, Styles." --------- Zayn (22) only child of the inventor of The Malik's company. Harry (21) only gay son of the Styles. Harry was asked to charm his way into Zayn's life. Make Zayn fall for him and he succeeded. Little did he know that his plan wasn't full-proof, no one could stop him from falling for the hazel eyed guy. -They both live in LA, California - I made sure to finish all chapters, so I could publish it at the same time. That way you don't have to wait and I don't get to back out from another responsibility. -Zayn tops. Harry swallows.

"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 he knows they need to talk. He knows, if they can't get back to what they used to be, at least they need closure. They both deserve it. "This." Harry gestures the space between them with his hands. "You can't just pretend the last 3 years never happened Zayn. Because they did, and it hurt like hell." "I'm not pretending anything Harry, but I think we both know we need to talk." **** Or, where Zayn and Harry meet after 3 years and there are still some things they need to talk about.

Highest ranking #1 Zarry Highest ranking # 2 Mysteryromance Highest ranking # 1 Niam Liam turned towards zayn .. "Can you please do me a favour, take Harry back to the living room and watch over him I have to pick this call" he asked zayn with pleading eyes. zayn gave Liam an innocent smile and nodded his head... "Thank you so much" Liam smiled back at zayn and answered his call "Give me a minute am walking to my room" he spoke to the person at the other side of the line . while he quickly walks towards the other side of the house. Zayn's eyes want back to the beautiful innocent green emerald eyes staring him , Harry blushed looking down at his feet. "Where is your bedroom?" Zayn asked

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

❝it's been four short years, with hopes and dreams and fears; with a love and trust and tears,❞ or which zayn and harry broke up years ago, only left with their very broad history, a book of polaroids and unfulfilled affection. fanart cover credits to ig: zalizap © sweatshirtzarry 2017

Money and power, two things that will get you whatever you want. Add beauty to the mix and you'll have whoever you want too. That was Harry's life, he had what he wanted, he could have who he wanted too, but no one was ever enough, the reason the youngest billionaire NYC was a bachelor living alone in his suit. But what will happen when he saw him, the one that made him do what he is doing now? The one that used to be love of his life? The one who left him... Start date: 16 September 2019 Finish date: 21 October 2021 Cover made by @Laovra. 🏅2 in #zarry 🏅3 in #zayn 🏅1 in #bottomzayn

Zayn lost his memory in a car crash that happened two years ago. What happens when a certain someone helps bring it back? TOP HARRY Not edited sorry {No copyright infringement is intended} aka all of this is fiction, I don't own the pictures, gifs, and videos in this story.

Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

Zayn was a man on the run. Not only from the people around him, but also the police. He was a wanted man, what could he say? Harry never intended to meet him. He wasn't supposed to be on the street, he wasn't supposed to be used as a hostage. And most of all, he never intended to fall in love with Zayn. As the boys hide out in a small abondoned building, with the police surrounding them, they tell each other about their lives. And Harry figures out that Zayn isn't a bad man. He just had a bad life. This is a fanfic based off of the Poem, "To This Day" by Shane Koyczan. Credit of the title and the original poem go to him. Please read the poem before you read the story! Thanks!