[COMPLETED] The one where in a world plagued by the zombie apocalypse, a boy wants to make the remaining civilization realize there's more to life than surviving; learns that anyone can struggle to be better, and how to save the world. And where a zombie learns how to have a conscience, how to save the world, and to have a heartbeat again. (Zombie!Zayn) (Based on the zombie movie Warm Bodies, with my own added twists. All rights go to Isaac Marion for writing this amazing book.) Graphics: @zarrycupcake © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

Zayn had everything under control. He doesn’t get distracted by customers, and he definitely doesn't let it effect his studies. Work is work. Until a mysterious business owner comes into the club demanding his attention.

I glanced over at Harry. He was looking back at me and I could see his mouth moving in that slow, sexy way of his, but I couldn't focus on what he was saying. I was too busy enjoying how pink and puffy his lips looked, imagining how soft they would feel and how red I could make them if I just leaned in and kissed him. I scooted closer to him and caught the scent of his shampoo. He smelled so clean and I wanted to bury my head in his curls and breathe him in. His eyes seemed to darken as he gazed at me. He was so fucking beautiful that it was almost painful to look at him, like staring at the sun. Harry raised an eyebrow at me and licked his lips, and before I knew what I was doing I was leaning in to whisper in his ear. "I need you." *** Zayn finds himself drawn to one of his band mates after a game of Truth or Dare gets out of hand. The events of this drunken night lead Zayn and Harry to question everything that they thought they knew about themselves. Can love prevail when their attempts to navigate a relationship while living in the spotlight are thwarted by girlfriends, management, fans, and even the other members of One Direction? WARNING: Explicit sexuality. **1st place winner in the boyxboy category of the 2014 1D Watty Awards**

He would never be the wet blanket. He didn't allow himself to do so. He wasn't clear if he was happy with that. But at least, he knew he wouldn't regret about it. "Sure you won't." Harry replied slowly, "Because you don't even know what you've lost." (Not updating atm)

He's got him in the palm of his hand. Closed in his fist, smashing all that he's worked for. His family, his job, his success and especially pride, all what was taken by the power of sex and the blindness caused by lust. But still He comes running back to the boy on his knees pleading ..to have him under him, entangled in the silk sheets. His moans are intoxicating, addicting for most but still the man chases begging for attention. Disregarding all consequences, he puts the boy first. He knows the boy is no good. Perhaps he just doesn't care. * Manipulative.

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

"What Is Past Is Prologue" - William Shakespeare Highest Rankings: #1 in amnesia #2 in kidfic #3 in annesia #320 in Fanfiction ⇥0SaPH5RV⇤

"For the rest of your life?" Harry asks looking up at me with those beautiful eyes. "For the rest of ours" I kiss him. *book 1 let me series* Started- April 12th 2018 Ended- September 1st 2018

Zayn grabbed a fist full of brown curls, pulling Harry's head back while slowly tracing the outline of his face with the black gun. "Didn't someone's little plan just backfired?" He chuckeld. " I think it just did, babe." "Zayn, I can explain. Please just hear me out." "Explain?" Zayn pushed the gun inside Harry's mouth. "Didn't your parents thaught you not to speak with a full mouth? Of course they didn't, they were too busy teaching you other things, like playing with someone's emotions." He tugged harder on his hair. Harry blinkend away his tears. Who was this person? And where was the person he loved? For a second Zayn felt guilty. He took the gun out of the mouth that he became to love. How can something so sweet be so evil. So cruel? "I'm not afraid of the gun, shoot me if you have to. I deserve it. But please don't ever doubt my love for you." "Oh fuck the cheesy shit, Styles." --------- Zayn (22) only child of the inventor of The Malik's company. Harry (21) only gay son of the Styles. Harry was asked to charm his way into Zayn's life. Make Zayn fall for him and he succeeded. Little did he know that his plan wasn't full-proof, no one could stop him from falling for the hazel eyed guy. -They both live in LA, California - I made sure to finish all chapters, so I could publish it at the same time. That way you don't have to wait and I don't get to back out from another responsibility. -Zayn tops. Harry swallows.

I never knew he could have this much effect on me. Never knew, without him, I would feel this much incomplete even after having everything. Never knew, just by seeing him again, my heart would start doing those back flips again. But most of all, I never knew, I could fall for my soon-to-be step-brother this hard.