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Harry realized at ten years old that he could see ghosts, when a grown man with dead eyes stepped out of his closet. He’ll never forget that night, when he heard the shuttered doors creak open behind him as he did his homework. He turned around in his desk chair to see the stranger. The man didn’t say anything; he just stared at Harry like Harry had an answer, an explanation, a crumpled road map hidden in his pocket.
Harry thinks it might be easier, if other people noticed the traces ghosts leave behind. But they never do.
The Sixth Sense AU.
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01 Nov 2015
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Zayn can’t stop himself; he reaches up to catch Harry’s face in his hand before he can settle himself back against the pillows. Zayn watches Harry’s eyes search his face, flicking from his eyes, to his mouth, to his throat, and back up to his eyes. Zayn holds his gaze as his fingers trace Harry’s sharp jawline, and as his thumb rubs across Harry’s plump bottom lip, Harry looks like he’s truly been caught off guard for once in his life.
Or, Zayn lets Harry blow him when they're drunk on tour and he can't go on pretending he didn't like it, especially when Harry gives him butterflies.
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30 Oct 2015
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Your Lips Taste like June by stephaniereads for colourexplosion
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
27 Oct 2015
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“See something you like?” Harry teases, his voice loud enough that everyone notices.
All the eyes in the room land on Zayn and his own widen. Harry grins, satisfied that he’s finally gotten a reaction out of him.
“I uh- you had something on your shirt,” Zayn mumbles, his lips twitching into a frown when he hears Liam and Louis giggling in the corner. “Look, are we going to the bonfire or not?”
Or the one where Harry meets Zayn at summer camp and they fall in love almost as fast as the summer goes by.
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30 Oct 2015
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Tonight is such a cliché, if Niall really thinks about it. He didn’t even need to be convinced, he offered it himself. To Harry, the possibly English vampire in all black. He knows Zayn is going to cringe hard when he’s telling him about this later, but Niall doesn’t care. Zayn’s judgement usually grounds him, makes him settle into doing less crazy things.
Well, it didn’t work tonight, that’s for sure, and when Niall looks back, he’s met by black eyes, hungrily staring him up and down. That’s crazy. That’s dangerous. It’s a heady feeling and Niall loves it.
(Or: Harry happens to be a shy vampire but that’s okay, Niall is able to read him like an open book.)
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29 Oct 2015
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"So how old does that make you?"
It takes Harry a second. "Twenty."
Louis arches an eyebrow. No matter how morally dubious that makes him, this boy is not twenty years old. "Bullshit."
Harry pinches his bottom lip between two long fingers. "Eighteen."
"What is this, a missile launch?"
Harry giggles. "Seventeen."
Or, Harry is 17 at a college party, and Louis is not Brian Kinney.
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19 Oct 2015