AU where Zayn’s a journalist who finds rock star, Harry Styles, passed out outside his motel room. (Smut with a capital S, so if you're used to my usual stuff, proceed with caution.)
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 exam...
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 qu...
Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, th...
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘎𝘰𝘥'𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘡𝘢𝘺𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥. Zayn...
A childhood where Zayn made a promise to Harry and it's becoming increasingly more difficult to keep that promise.
[social media ❦ crack fic] zayn randomly decides to prank text his number neighbor during quarantine because there's nothing better to do. who knew his number neighbor would be so hot? bottom!harry as always ❦ [disclaimer: harry is older than zayn] ꒰ ⑅ on hiatus ꒱ ˖♡
"Um...call me Harrie." *1st place in The Bromance Awards: Season Two *Highest ranking as of 12/02/17: #345 in Fanfiction ©2016 Prisonerwithavision
We’re just friends. Zayn needs to get that tattooed somewhere so he never forgets.