❝it's kind of a metaphor,❞ zayn said. ❝i like beautiful things. and beautiful things include beautiful music, beautiful words, and you.❞ mr styles - harry is the music teacher, or also known as everyone's favourite teacher. he is great at teaching, tells jokes, and not to mention, is the cutest. one day a new english teacher is called in - mr malik, or zayn. zayn turns out to be the hottest teacher you could ever get. he loves words, deep well written music, writing, and is a hopeless romantic. when zayn and harry stumble upon each other, it's more than what they'd imagined. through ed sheeran, new words and coffee trips, mr styles and mr malik find more than just a bond, but love. © sweatshirtzarry 2016

*3rd Place Winner of the 2014 Olympic 1D Bromance Awards, for Up and Coming Zarry* A war veteran whose guilt doesn't overpower his compassion and hope. His life burned away as did his platoon, but nothing, absolutely nothing, can keep his gaze from the future. But there is a certain coffee shop barista that he might pick up along the way. A victim of abuse that lost his way along with his wide-eyed curiosity. He's about to find out that his problems aren't the only ones that exist, and there's nothing better to help deal with those demons than a person who'll help you bury them. COVER CREDIT: rebellionkids Copyright © Zarrified 2014

❝it's been four short years, with hopes and dreams and fears; with a love and trust and tears,❞ or which zayn and harry broke up years ago, only left with their very broad history, a book of polaroids and unfulfilled affection. fanart cover credits to ig: zalizap © sweatshirtzarry 2017

Covering his eyes with his left hand, Harry sighs, interrupting his mom. "Fine, I'll bring him over. But I'm not promising anything because he has a family too and he might want to be with them." "Try your best, okay honey?" Anne chirps. "Then give me a call as soon as you know. Love you, sweetie. Good luck with exams." "Love you," Harry replies numbly, before whispering a low "Fuck" once the line is dead. Wonderful, truly wonderful. How is he going to find a boyfriend in two fucking weeks? This is karma, actual karma for lying about a boyfriend that doesn't exist. He learns about the inner workings of the human mind all day and then he goes and pulls this kinda shit himself. Christmas is either going to end up a disaster or smothered in more lies. OR - Harry needs a fake boyfriend for Christmas. Niall might have a suggestion that Harry won't really like. Enter Zayn with his dreamy eyes and a supernatural affinity to get families (including Harry's) to love him.

Okay, so he's impressed. This person is amazing at what they do. Maybe even better- no. Harry closes his laptop after exiting his browser and places it on his coffee table so he can stretch on his sofa. His joints hurt from sitting in such an awkward position, and he can feel a tight knot forming in his lower back. He needs to rest. After that he needs to find a new target and show this Artist that they need to mind their own business. They definitely have Harry's attention. Now it's his turn. (Finished in 2015)

Zayn is seventeen when his father first makes him spend the entire summer with his grandparents at their lake house. At first, he really doesn't want to be there. But that all changes when he meets an eighteen year old boy with green eyes and starts to make spending summer there a usual thing. --- A story in which Zayn and Harry fall in love over the course of six summers and experience one Fall season they'll never forget. Warnings: ■ Eventual Sexual Scenes ■ Some Language 2.5k+ comments

Secrets, secrets everywhere. It hides in beards and curly hair. It might be hidden, but please beware. There's one that might come back to scare. Seventeen year old Zayn has his reasons why he's quiet. Sixteen year old Harry has his reasons why he's not. When Harry's Frisbee hits Zayn in the chest one day, it is the beginning of something quite strange and wonderful for them. But sometimes when things are going great, deep secrets have a tendency to come back and ruin a good thing. Warning: ⊙Some Language ⊙Eventual sexual scene(s) (Second Wattpad Story) 7k+ comments

Manhattan sometimes feels like a dreamt-up place with its shining skyscrapers and rooftop bars. In the place that can take you to wonderland and hell simultaneously, Harry experiences love, friendship and other struggles that come with the brink of adulthood. But his world is different because there's an American Express Centurion Card in his wallet, the figurative silver spoon in his mouth and traces of white powder under nearly everyone's nose. That's Manhattan for him all thanks to his name. A Zarry AU about finding yourself in the mids of an elitist society controlled by money, power and lies. All the conditions apply even when you're just a teenager. #27 on zarry #7 on zarrystylik

Harry hates his English lit teacher but grows quite fond of poetry

Upon closer examination, Harry notices a paler ring of skin on his finger, as if he had a ring sitting there at all times, preventing the sun from tanning that skin. When he moves his eyes along his arm, he sees new tattoos that he doesn't remember getting, doesn't remember having. Harry's stomach drops down into the pits of hell when he sees two names tattooed in cursive on his left arm. One says Sadie and the other one Noah. OR- Harry wakes up in a hospital, thinking his mates pulled a prank on him after his accident when Zayn says they're married with two children. He doesn't believe it, not until his own body tells him differently and a little girl comes running into the room, wanting to hug her daddy. And suddenly Harry isn't just about to graduate from uni in 2015, he's married with two kids in 2022.