RADIANT { ZARRY }
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ra·di·ant (adjective)
1. sending out light; shining or glowing brightly.
ZAYN x HARRY
-He enjoyed the hips of girls and their long curly hair. Glowing chocolate or glistening pale skin was what he adored. He knew how to seduce a lovely lady just with a bit of his lip.
His leather jacket gave him the status of a bad boy. The dark black hair made him mysterious. Everyone knew Zayn Malik could take you off your feet.
Relationships weren't a thing and nobody ever got a second chance. If you felt his presences in the comfort of your bed make it worth more than a bucket of cash, you might not see him ever again.
Never was the gorgeous woman ever enough for him. His needs were never filled, no matter how hard you rode him he needed more. Sitting at a bar looking at the men who walk by filled thoughts into his head. But he'd rather be caught dead then seen with a man.
- Then there was the curly headed lad. His chocolate curls and pale like skin made a girls head turn. His raspy voice and large hands made legs shake. He was known but never by many.
His past holding so many secrets you wouldn't know where to ask. The first thing the young lady would ask was " where'd you get those rings?" Batting her eyes and bitting her lip. Just to be told to find another man.
His love for men was strange, but he didn't let that strange love stop him from being in bed with every lad he saw. He knew it was wrong and his father would have him killed if he ever found out, but that never stopped him. Continuing to love the fragile ones and despise the manly beach boys.
He was romantic but will always ask for more. Give it all you got or his eyes will find another direction to go. He was a man and a lover. He was a beast when his heart filled for someone new. He always got want he wanted even if you thought you wouldn't give in.
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Harry once asked me what was the most painful thing I've endured in my life, I couldn't answer to him back then but, hearing his desperate plead for me to hold on I got my answer now. ¨Hold on please, darling.¨ And for the first time since knowing him I wanted to listen to him only now I physically couldn't but I forced myself for him, for my ray of sunshine, for my angel. It took everything in me to open my eyes but I mustered all my energy and weakly opened them to see my favorite shade of green staring back at me, and almost as a reflex ever so slowly my lips curled up at the sight of him. However, at the sight of me grief washed all over his face. I'm here but it's as if he was mourning me. I've never felt so helpless in my life, I wanted to assure him that this isn't his fault, I wish I had the strength to. ¨I'm sorry baby, I'll get us out of here.¨ Watery eyes and a determined face promised me and the only thing I could muster was a weak smile. And with that he turned to face our aggressor. ¨My house, my chair, my wife,¨ At the sound of the last word my heart literally skipped a beat and I swear my eyes almost budged off my face when a second ago I could barely keep them open. ¨You better kill me before I fucking get free, you're on borrowed time and I fucking swear I'll have the time of my life making you pay for what you're doing to my wife.¨ ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's not the most ideal thing to be a mafia leader with two kids, and it surely isn't the most logical thing to fall in love with your enemy. -------------- A dark Harry fic with a little twist. Or maybe two.
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