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.

The one where Harry is the boy next door and Zayn doesn't stand a chance.

Fifteen year old Zayn Malik couldn't help himself for his own good. He was born a paranoid schizophrenic. It's not his fault what if he did something 'bad' he couldn't help it. His mind is being controlled by the hallucinations and illusions. They praise him for the 'bad' he does, and encourage him to continue on. So when a new hallucination in the form of a person- a very attractive boy takes over for all other other being both Zayn's good and bad. ~This is an underage story not by that much Zayn's fifteen and Louis is twenty-one~

There's Lines that shouldn't be crossed when you're apart of something like this, Something that could give you life, but easily take it away from you. I've been in this ever since i was 15, so why am i choosing to screw everything up now. Harry is Louis' not mine. Louis' and his father took me in when i had nothing left, but why do i want to have what is most important to louis. It doesn't help that Harry wants me back it doesn't help that were making plans to run away together. It doesn't help that it's getting harder to hide. Louis can tear me apart limb from limb if he wanted to now that, his dad passed the mob business down to him after he died. He's my boss. He's THE MOBSTER of Doncaster, and i'm in love with the mobsters boyfriend. Way to go Zayn.

Harry's life isn't exactly something that he's happy with. It's not that he doesn't have wonderful friends and family but he just wants something different to happen in his life. He gets his wish when the new bad boy, Zayn Malik, comes to town. Zayn may scare everyone else but Harry is intrigued by the dangerous boy and is determined to get him to open up. But Harry doesn't know the dark life that the boy has been living and Zayn doesn't want him to know what happens behind closed doors.

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.]