{book 2} ✓ - ❝ I'm tired of pity, of everyone looking at me like "poor Zayn, infatuated with his best mates's girl". I know it's not okay and if it were so easy to forget about her I would've done it already. It's not. But I just need time, not people to pity me and force me to move on. Why can't they understand that...
in which a girl and a boy both feel like the puzzle piece that doesn't belong. "but they're all so-they're great, you know? girls all love them and i'm just me. i'm the thumb." "but a hand doesn't function without a thumb, z, remember that." or in other words, a collection of conversations between two lifelong...
❝If I were to be pushed into the middle of the street and a car was headed directly towards me, I don't know if I would move or stay; and that thought scares me everyday.❞ - © conditions cover by the lovely @sweaterlou
[Complete] There's a thin line between pretend and reality, there's a thin line between love and hate. How did we ever manage to break them both? ❁ Warning: This story contains strong scenes of drug abuse, bad words, and you may need a box of tissues. Or twenty. Cover by - moonxriver
My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as your...
[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorn...
When a poor lady of Demisewood Creak turns eighteen, she is taken to a corrupted place, called the Trisumber. The Trisumber is where they place the ladies into cages, for the wealthy men of the city to marry them. For Elena Williams the cages are her biggest fear, but when she crosses pathes, with the misunderstood so...
♫ I never, she never, we never looked back. That wasn't what we were good at. ♫ The Ragstock Music Festival is a place for peace, love and harmony. When you don't cooperate with that standard of expectations, you'll regret it. That's what Linley Jaxon and Zayn Malik - two feuding festival attendees - found out the...
Syreena Wate, mostly known as ‘The Dirty Angel’ is Zayn Malik’s personal stripper. She’s the one who dances for him and entertains him late at night. She’s the one who gets the cash stuffed in her underwear by him. She’s the one who gets money thrown by him. And she’s the one Zayn Malik is falling deeply in love with.
Olivia has had a crush on Zayn Malik from the moment she laid eyes on him, and I mean could you blame her? He was the Bradford Bad Boi with his dark brown eyes, and sweet but rare smile. He had a great singing voice. Or so she was told. Olivia was deaf. Plain and simple. Never heard her own voice, her laugh, or heard...