Zayn has always been different. Ever since he can remember, there have always been people. Yes, he lived with his mom, dad, and three sisters. And it have always been that way. But there is another type of people Zayn has never met, but he still sees. The weird part for Zayn is that no one else can see them. Sometimes not even he can recognize them.

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction