This is not my fault. Halsey is to blame.
In which Zayn is a misunderstood and struggling artist who reveals all his pains and sorrows through his work and Justin is a lonely multi-millionaire who's simply looking for purpose.
Somehow, they find their way to each other.
[EXTENDED SUMMARY HAS BEEN PUBLISHED]
I'm not going to explain myself because I literally do not know why I'm like this. Someone delete my Wattpad to force me to stop writing, FUCK.
YOU ARE READING
The DUFF (Zustin Mieber AU)
Fanfiction"Man." Justin sighs after a moment of silence. "I'd be an extremely depressed person if I were you. Y'know, being the DUFF and all." The British man turned to raise a brow at Justin. "The what?" "The DUFF. You know, the Designated Ugly Fat Friend."...