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under the lights tonight
you turned around, and you stole my heart
with just one look, when i saw your face
i fell in love
it took a minute, oh, to steal my heart tonight

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and we can stay here tonight
cause there’s so much that i wanna say, i wanna say

 i’m clearly not yet over vegas2k14 nope

Commission info just in case?

Prompt- Jedyny którego kocham

Anonim- Hej. :) Mogę prosić prompat? :) Hmmm… Ziall? :> Niall i Zayn są szczęśliwą parą aż w końcu zaczyna dziać się źle, Niall wyprowadza się do Chorwacji i tam poznaje nową miłość, kiedy Zayn się o tym dowiaduje postanawia walczyć o miłość Irlandczyka. :) I jakiś happy end. :)

Od Autorki: Prompt nie powstałby, gdyby nie Monika. Mam nadzieję, że się spodoba:) Miłego czytania:)x

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W tym roku w Londynie, jesień była bardzo piękna, drzewa mieniły się różnokolorowymi liśćmi, a słońce pieściło twarze spacerowiczów swoimi ostatnimi ciepłymi promieniami, wywołując uśmiech na ich twarzach. Niall i Zayn spacerowali po parku trzymając się za ręce i z wielkimi uśmiechami na twarzach, przypatrywali się dzieciom biegającym po alejkach, rzucających w siebie liśćmi. Wracali właśnie z uroczystego obiadu, na który wybrali się zaraz po powrocie Malika z pracy, który już od progu oznajmił że dostał awans i należy to uczcić poza domem.

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0:37 ziall dance

They both sat there for a while without speaking, just resting their heads on each other’s shoulders and hearing their breathings. At last, they both pulled away, Niall wiping his tears with his white vest.

Harry kissed Niall on the forehead before standing up and grabbing his cars keys from the kitchen counter.

“See you in a few hours. Zayn will be here at ten o’clock,” he informed him and passed the long corridor heading to the door. He opened it but stopped at the doorframe.

“Who knows? Maybe this will turn out to be for the best, after all,” he said before walking out and closing the door behind.

Or the one where Harry moves out, Zayn moves in, Louis is a diva who values his sleep and Liam is a mean bulldog.

Niall Horan/Zayn Malik | Mature | Complete

Niall looks at Zayn, his jaw set and gaze hardened before he sighs, shaking his head. “What’s your mark?” Niall asks, looking at Zayn. Zayn pulls down his shirt collar, absently running his fingers along the ‘Friday?’ etched there. Niall laughs under his breath. “Want to know mine?” Zayn nods. “Me too.”

Or the one where soul mates exist, identified by a mark on your body. Zayn believes Niall is his, but Niall is convinced he doesn’t have one.

anonymous said:

Hi! :) Do you happen to have any really good ziall fic recs? Preferably one shots, but I'm not picky. Thank you so much in advance!

I haven’t read a fic in a long time and I usually dont save them. I have a couple of my favs saved but usually I just go to archive of our own and scroll through the zayn malik/niall horan tag to find ones I like. 

Fevered -It’s getting hot in here. So. Take off all your clothes? Set during the first show in Dallas way back. SMUT (the first ziall smut I ever read actually)

Bridget Jones Series - Absolutely amazing 

c’mon baby amaze me -basically, niall meets a boy in the art room at school and he knows that he’s fucked, or gonna get fucked, probably both.

Amazing  - AU PWP. Sex on a pool table. Anything by this author is good so check her out after this fic 

Sorry Im not much help. Try just scrolling through the tag on archive for something you like xx 

Rating: Not Rated

Wordcount: 20,623

Summary: They both sat there for a while without speaking, just resting their heads on each other’s shoulders and hearing their breathings. At last, they both pulled away, Niall wiping his tears with his white vest.

Harry kissed Niall on the forehead before standing up and grabbing his cars keys from the kitchen counter.

“See you in a few hours. Zayn will be here at ten o’clock,” he informed him and passed the long corridor heading to the door. He opened it but stopped at the doorframe.

“Who knows? Maybe this will turn out to be for the best, after all,” he said before walking out and closing the door behind.

Or the one where Harry moves out, Zayn moves in, Louis is a diva who values his sleep and Liam is a mean bulldog.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Niall looks at Zayn, his jaw set and gaze hardened before he sighs, shaking his head. “What’s your mark?” Niall asks, looking at Zayn. Zayn pulls down his shirt collar, absently running his fingers along the ‘Friday?’ etched there. Niall laughs under his breath. “Want to know mine?” Zayn nods. “Me too.”

Or the one where soul mates exist, identified by a mark on your body. Zayn believes Niall is his, but Niall is convinced he doesn’t have one.

“Never thought I’d see you on this side of the counter,” Zayn says lowly, looking amused and more awake then Niall has ever seen him in his life before. Also, more attractive. He looks so effortlessly cool it is just not fair and Niall’s mouth has become so dry, all he can do is stare.

or Niall has this thing for his coffee shop regular Zayn and they run into each other one night at the airport. Zayn shows him how to properly annoy the airport security.

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