#au11

[thebromancelibrary]

This was supposed to be a Roman Holiday AU where Zayn’s a journalist who finds rock star, Harry Styles, passed out outside his motel room, but ended up in Texas somehow.

Written by: writeivywrite

oneshot + zarry + Roman Holiday au + fluff + mature

Words: 11,453

Note: I will have to warn you that my top 1 zarry fic writer is Ivy. And if in the future there will be more of her work posted here... well. :) - Shay

[thebromancelibrary]

Zayn put an ad on Craigslist, an ad he made sure had a specific and detailed list for what his next roommate must possess. He figured he'd give this Harry person a chance.

College roommate AU where Zayn and Harry learn to live together. Sort of.

Written by: thisonegoes

chaptered + zarry + college au + fluff + mature

Words: 27,990

[thebromancelibrary]

Kiss You video fic. Roadtripping, storytelling, and jailbreaking with biker!Zayn, hitchhiker!Harry, cheerleaders!Niall and Louis, and chauffeur!Liam. Brief cameo by prison guard!Nick. No one wants to take it slow.

Written by: threeturn

oneshot + au + comedy + mature

Note: this is actually a joy to read! Who’dve thought comedy and smut would go well together lol - Shay

[thebromancelibrary]

The one where Harry is the boy next door and Zayn doesn’t stand a chance.

Written by: writeivywrite

oneshot + growing up au + angst

[krismorgs]

resurrection; au kriseen

Kris didn't remember much about dying, not really. There was a lot of shouting, her forcing the door of the van shut as Becca and the kids got inside, and then it was all...blank. Where she felt like she should remember details about it all, there was nothing more than a bright white light blinding her. When she woke again, there a sense that something was wrong. It felt almost as if she had been lying down for a lengthy sleep and the dull ache of being immobile for so long was catching up with her. Rolling up to the side, Kris rubbed at her eyes, confused as to what was going on. She wasn't in Brazil, which was where she should have been, holed up in some hospital after the riot had taken place, that much she knew. Standing up, Kris found herself off balance, as if she hadn't walked in days, and it took her a few seconds to catch herself and regain her footing. 

One look around was all she needed to figure out that she was in Portugal. The sinking feeling that something was off was taking on a whole new meaning. Kris didn't remember traveling to Portugal and none of it was making sense. Closing her eyes and rubbing at her temples, Kris exhaled, hoping it would help clear her mind and give her some sense of what was going on. She didn't understand it and she certainly didn't like whatever the feeling she had was. Taking a few shaky steps forward, Kris leaned up against the side of one of the trees she was near, searching around in hopes of some sort of answer, or at the very least someone who could give her one.