"i have been chasing after you for years now, harry! a-and the moment- the moment i get a piece of you, you go and give that same piece to someone else, too!" (sequel and prequel are both out!!)

Harry was beautiful was the thing. This wasn't new information, Zayn knew this already. Looking up at him now though Zayn was sure he was in love with him which he didn't know what to do with. * * * Word count - 6166

𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗 [ 𝚎𝚕-𝚎𝚎-𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚗 ] 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚔 (𝚊𝚍𝚓.) 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎; 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍; 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝. They say we are made up of different parts, some good, some bad; and that a healthy mind can tolerate this ambivalence and juggle both good and bad at the same time. Mental illness is precisely about a lack of this kind of integration - we end up losing contact with the unpredictable parts of ourselves. Harry became a psychologist because he was fucked up, he believed that everyone that followed this career path was fucked up to an extent, that their reasons for gaining a better understanding of the human mind was to help themselves before they helped others. That was why he'd entered the trade though, he would never have imagined a new intern would make him question everything he thought he knew. 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙈𝙖𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙. 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙞𝙛 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙙𝙚𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙭𝙞𝙚𝙩𝙮 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝘿𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 :)

"He gazes over at the curly haired golden boy whose seemingly charming smile drips blood. Zayn's stomach threshes at its bright sight. Harry's always been brighter than he was. He's always been too bright. He was back then, and he especially is now- so much so that he burns; so much so that Zayn's sure that he'll somehow end up drowning too." * or, the one where Zayn doesn't like Harry one bit, and he's sure that Harry feels exactly the same about him- or at least he used to; he really has no clue what's going on these days - Warning: Story contains mature language and minimal sexual imagery. Disclaimer: I don't know or own any of the (ex) members of One Direction, no matter how much I wish I did, however, the plot is all MINE, so I'd love it if you'd be so kind and respect that :)) Started: September 30, 2020

Sometimes we don't always see how good we have it unless we lose what we have. Harry made a mistake. Not appreciating what he had. But then sometimes if its meant to be. Then its meant to be. This is a Zarry fan-fiction and creation of my own mind. @All rights reserved. @Zarrys_tighrope I acknowledge this is my original work. Contains mature language. BoyxBoy

"This might sound strange, but..." he took a deep breath before continuing. "I dreamed of you." That was interesting. "You did?" "Yes, it was very... intense." "Tell me about it," I said to him. "If you want to. I mean, you don't have to." He had dreamed of me. Does that mean I left just as much of an impression on him as he did on me? I was so curious now and hoped he would share his dream with me. "Uhm... I was so... it felt so real," he said and the hairs in the back of my neck stood up and a shiver ran down my spine. Warnings: Some explicit language Sexual Scenes

Harry é um assassino elegante e talentoso, apegado aos luxos que seu violento trabalho lhe oferece, pronto para matar a sangue frio, usando sua inteligência para escapar de qualquer suspeita. Zayn é funcionário de uma das maiores agências de segurança do mundo, mas frustrado, passa a fantasiar a ideia de ser um espião em busca de uma boa investigação. Dois homens que ao se encontrarem, passam a ficar obcecados um pelo outro, dando início a um jogo de gato e rato em grande escala. [ Inspirada e adaptada da série Killing Eve da BBC, dirigida por Phoebe Waller-Bridge, baseada no livro "Codinome Villanelle" de Luke Jennings.] » Iniciada em: 03/05/2020 [Em andamento]

Harry Styles is totally straight. But then the hot woman he's hooking up with sticks her finger where she shouldn't, and suddenly he's not so sure... Straight guys can like that sort of thing too, right?Except things get confusing-and frustrating-when fingers and toys aren't quite enough.Enter zayn malik, harrys best friend. What's a little fun between bros, right? NOT my story Enjoy!

Completed There is beauty to be had in tragedy, one that is able to give rise to a steadfast and pure friendship, strong enough to overcome loss, pain and depression, to overcome all kinds of adversities, even the demons disguised as life itself. Or in which Harry and Zayn are brought together by a terrible tragedy and an adorable five year old A Zarry fic Inspired by Ricky Gervais' 'After Life'

Just read and find out.