"You're my hulk, Harry." Zayn digs a finger into Harry's chest. Harry stops walking and looks down at Zayn. He gulps, "I'm what?" Or a Zarry Au Where Harry won't let Zayn into his apartment. Zayn wants to know why.

Harry is twenty three years old law student, who was pushed forward by his strict parents. They planned his whole life, what made Harry rugged and unpleasant. Zayn is seventeen years old boy working at the small cafe, owned by Mrs Hannah. He has to take care of his little sister Darcy on his own. What will happen when grumpy man meets bubbly teenager? Will Zayn become Harry's miracle and show him magic of the Christmas? The story is kind of inspired by the movie 'New Year in New York'

"Why-Why are you naked?" "I've been told that you enjoy painting naked men. Did I misunderstand?" "An aggressive sex addict and a shy, yet incredibly kinky artist falling in love with each other? I agree, that does sound a bit strange." "You're like my therapy, babe." *1st place in The Bromance Awards 2016 Zarry category *3rd place in the Holiday Bromance Awards Zarry category ©2015 Prisonerwithavision

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.]

His name is Zayn Malik, but sometimes he likes to be called Veronica. Veronica is just a man who really likes wearing skirts to work. Harry Styles is the cocky millionaire who honestly thinks he could only ever be attracted to pretty women in women's clothing. That is, until he meets Zayn and slowly realizes he actually doesn't know a thing about himself at all. "Hello Mr. Styles. What can I do for you today?" "I'm sorry... Are you confused?" "Aren't you Mr. Harry Styles?" "Yes I am." "Then no, I'm not confused." Warnings: ⊙ Some language ⊙ Eventual sexual scenes ⊙ Death tw 15k+ comments ***** Esta historia fue traducida al español. Mira la primera de mis listas de lecturas.

✔[Completed] "Is it because of the tarot stuff you do?" Harry asked out of nowhere, 'unintentionally' pressing their bodies together which has Zayn whimpering. "Is it because you're seeing me as your King again and again?" He questions with a smirk on his face. WARNING: Minor character death, some suicidal references, black magic references, some witchcraft and supernatural stuff. Zarry three shot AU All rights reserved @tgkkie

"𝒹-𝒹𝒶𝒹𝒹𝓎" 𝓏𝒶𝓎𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒹 If you still haven't guessed its bZ because He is smol and cute 𝒶𝑔𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇

[COMPLETED]. Zayn's eyes were looping around the room nervously, trying to find an escape. "But I-I do-don't want to, yo-our highness." Zayn pleaded. "I don't care, I'm your prince. You should obey me. Now take your clothes off." ***** The one where Harry Styles is the Prince of England, and soon to be king. He has everything he wants, whenever he wants, and no one ever dared to tell him no. Until the poor servant Zayn came and rejected him. While the battle between England and Ireland was on, Prince Harry'd be ready to give up his whole Kingdom to put his desperate hands on Zayn. #Short chapters. (Most chapters.) All right reserved 2017.

He was the teacher... He was the class bad boy... He was Irresistible. Zayn Malik was known throughout Greater Bradford High School as the bad boy. When he’s in lessons, he barely listens, talks back to teachers and his quick temper lands him in many quarrels, with both teachers and students. Harry Styles is a young teacher. He is wracked with nerves as he starts his first day of teaching at Bradford. He was prepared to handle all kinds of students, but he wasn’t prepared for this… [Contains triggers]

Ignite my fire and leave me to burn.