"Beatrice, you sit in row 3, seat one, and Harry you will be row 3, seat two." Little did I know that those words would change my life forever. [DO . NOT . READ . THIS . BOOK .]
Harry has only had his room for thirty-two minutes when it stops being his. Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn't expect is a surprise roommate who's loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he's...
In which Harry Styles has many many scars on his wrists and arms, and hears voices in his head, and Louis just wants to help and possibly kiss all his worries away ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ [COMPLETED] COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.
Louis has always been an outcast. Now he goes to high school. He has always had feelings for none other than Harry Styles, the school's most popular guy, who gets all the girls and is the team captain of the school's football team. Harry on the other hand, has never paid attention to Louis, barely knows he goes to his...
Duplicity doo-plis-i-tee noun deceitfulness in speech or conduct, as by speaking or acting two different ways to different people concerning the same matter; the quality of having two elements or parts being twofold or double. Mary did not think life could get any worse. Then she met Harry Styles.
College AU where Harry studies law and psychology. Louis is a philophobic frat boy who's majoring in acting, plays footie and needs tutoring in psychology. Of course they hate each other but that doesn't stop them from having a ridiculous amount of sexual tension. or Louis is a frat boy with a drinking problem who doe...
Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.
"Jesteś taki malutki." Żeby udowodnić swoją rację, Louis ścisnął mocno Harry'ego w swoich ramionach, a Harry przytulił się do klatki piersiowej Louisa możliwie jak najbliżej. "Moja śliczna laleczka z papieru." A kiedy Louis przytulił go ponownie, składając niepewny, lecz ciepły pocałunek na zimnym czole Harry'ego poc...
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}