Just a bunch of little moment that Harry has with Zayn and they are all sweet and fluffy and cute and yea Harry is blind so it's kinda like Zayn's helping him and stuff and Harry just loves life and Zayn so yea idk I'm bad at descriptions :P

Nobody knows what the afterlife is like. There are many guesses and different theories; all of which are wrong. I always thought that death would be better than life, even if it turned out that the afterlife was as it was before life. Nothing. But I was wrong. ---------------- Copyright © TogetherLikeTwoShips All Rights Reserved 2013

How would you feel, if you were in love with your best friend who brings home different girl every night? Whose bromance with your other best friend is driving you crazy? Who once said, that gay people makes him sick. What if one day the love of your life realize you're gay, because of one drunken kiss? How would you feel? Would you still try to win his heart? Or would you give up? I'm Zayn Malik from One Direction. And I'm in love with Harry Styles.

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.

"Do as I say not as I do." Yes I'm sixteen but I've had to grow up fast. "I'm going to leave them both soon." Yes I may be what some would call a homewrecker but he loves me too much. "If you loved me you wouldn't question me." I get it he's 25, engaged and he has a child but they don't give him the attention I do. "I'm making enough sacrifices for you, I'm breaking the law as it is." I never thought pursuing my dream working for him would entail so much hiding. "Hurry or he'll see you." He just so happens to cherish what we have so much that he doesn't want to share me with the world. "Harry you're my secret, and i'll always love you." I wish that was enough.

When Harry goes away to collage with his buddy nick Grimshaw and Niall Horan. Will he find love? Or will he just get himself into trouble falling for the caption of the football team?

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.]