Zaynsmut cerita

A love story with Zayn .

AU: ZARRY FICTION A suburban tragedy. Where money and clothes make a huge statement and a spark of infatuation could tick a bomb. Both Zayn and Harry are married... to women. But their tiny crush they inhabit on each other just might break them out of this neighborhood prison.

all zayn malik one shots, imagines, and scenarios written by me. the fics write itself. (no translations, pdfs, or copies allowed. this is all MY original work.)

☆This book to dedicated to all colored women and girls. All of us deserve to find love with hopefully someone of an opposite race. This is especially for my Haitian American women. To all my zoes, with all my heart -Jenica Jeanbaptiste "I've got your man And you can't do anything about it You may think he is coming back to you But I doubt it" In which Zayn Malik goes to the club to get away from his deranged girlfriend and meets a curvaceous Haitian American women named Esther Saint-Louis. Very quickly they become really close "friends" and soon Zayn finds himself spending every waking moment with her. But when his girlfriend finds out about his late night frolicking with Esther, things take a turn for the worst. And when Zayn starts realizing his true feelings for Esther, he has to choose the women he wants to spend his life with. Zayn choose Esther in a heart beat but this doesn't mean Gigi's going to back off so easily.....

Since Zayn put an end to his career, he wished he could live a flat life after so much frenzy. He was fine with inertia, he was fine with spending his days reading about what happens in the world without being actually there, feeling delightfully small. He needed to resize everything, to forget about the enormous things that were a constant source of trouble and to have everything a few inches away from him. He perceived those past years like a carousel that gives a new element to the collection of a bunch of things, both good and bad feelings, trips, entertainment, people met or just observed, that he had enough of it. He was 35 years old, he had a degree in English Literature, a bookshop of his pwn and, even though he was still young, he didn't have anything else to expect from life that was just flowing slowly for his wish. Otherwise, Aaliyah needed to put some distance between her and her past 25 years. She needed to forget the painful and dark period she has been through and start over, so Shipley, the Art Rooms and her apartment were a good start. She was okay with those little things, but the destiny had something waiting for her, Two souls forged by their past and bonded by the pages of a book, will they be able to resist to the shocks that will try to break the wires that connect them? Everything is relative, because "We all have a world of things inside ourselves and each one of us has his own private world. How can we understand each other if the words I use have the sense and the value that I expect them to have, but whoever is listening to me inevitably thinks that those same words have a different sense and value, because of the private world he has inside himself, too. We think we understand each other, but we never really do." (Pirandello) ----- artwork by me.

This story is about you and a friend and it includes zayn and niall

The mistake of a single night can change things for the rest of their lives. But sometimes, more important things make their way on an apparently already-written path. In that case, how does the story change? Will mistakes be forgiven or will they be just too much? _____________________________________________________________________________ "I can't breathe easy Can't sleep at night till you're by my side No, I can't breathe easy I can't dream yet another dream Without you lying next to me, there's no air Curse me inside For every word that caused you to cry Curse me inside I won't forget, no I won't baby I Don't know why, don't know why I left the one I was looking to find Ooh why? Ohh why? Why? Out of my mind Nothing makes sense anymore I want you back in my life That's all I'm breathing for." [Lyrics by Lee Ryan, in the story it will be Zayn writing it.]

A bittersweet story about love and hatred, relationship and heartbreak, making up and breaking up. But above all; A revenge story.

y/n is just like any other 2'5 girl with a happy family and lots of guy friends because girls are too much drama then the unexpected happens

zayn x margarita fanfic

It was always under repair - his heart, his aches, his feelings. As Zayn walked down the old lanes covered in moss, he felt himself a petal falling out from the flower, which was always looked after by someone, and that someone was not there anymore. He felt the count decreasing - from five to six, then to two, and now to zero, just like him. Despair, what to call it more, he asked it enough times, not knowing how to answer. " We will figure this out " - the compromised words, " You are the quiet one " the giggled conversations, it was not there anymore... To travel down Wolverhampton, to go in search of that someone whom he lost, to find the broken pieces and fix himself, Zayn found darker, greyed-out sceneries, and scattered memories. He remembered wrapping his arms around Liam, running down the Bradford sideways arm in arm, how his Dad used to pat his shoulders, and many more. Will he be able to accept the change he beholds, will that someone be able to accept Zayn?

Zayn smut warning!

Learn what life with zayn is all about will the relationship work or will it fall apart by:my BFF madison Chauncey

"..with great power comes great responsibility."

When two broken heart meets. what happen next? A messed up girl met this guy from Bradford with a charm in his eyes. She never knew her life will change upside down. ** Alert ** **Violance** **Abusive language** **Sexual content** ** Drugs**

You are just walking around the shopping mall and you suddenly bump into your boyfriend, Zayn, who is supposed to be in Paris for his tour...he surprises you with his glamour as well as a big opportunity to live with him.What else does he have in store for you?