Blind Love (Zarry)
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 2h 55m
  • Reads 1,384
  • Votes 138
  • Parts 22
  • Time 2h 55m
Ongoing, First published Nov 12
Mature
6 new parts
Another old book being posted back up, enjoy! 

A story about a blind man who's lived all his life seeing nothing but the dark, still managing to go on with a smile on his face with his mum and sister by his side. Everything was always peachy in his life, he had goals he wanted to reach and love he wanted to give. But this young man never thought he'd be meeting somebody new that wasn't around the city he grew up in. 

Stick around and read the story of a blind man named Harry Styles who's come across another man named Zayn Malik. How will this turn out? Will there will new friendships built or something worse?
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I made a wrong move... no no no. I made the worst move I could ever make. Why? Was I feeling daring? Did I want a challenge? I don't know what was going through my mind but I knew I wanted you, I wanted your hot impure body to mine and I wanted and still desperately want to know if you love me. I want the smoke you breath to fill my lungs, my heart intoxicated by your every vibrant nature and action. I want to be the one you hold close to your waist, your dark nature diminishing whenever I'm with you, a sly smirk to cause a blush on my cheeks, the same smirk I use to despise on you but for an entirely different reason. But at the moment you are gone, doing god knows what, probably without me on your mind, probably living your life like you use to Happy But me? I am about as dead, lifeless and tired as one of your Burnt Cigarettes