[Completed] "You have to calm down, love. Your heart starts racing when you get all excited like that. It's dangerous," Harry says, massaging his pressure points to try calming his heart rate down. Louis just smiles, taking a deep breath, "Can't help it." or where Dr. Styles, cardio-thoracic surgeon has a heart transplant patient, who just can't help but flirt.

It's the Christmas season in New York City. There are far too many mistletoes hanging in Harry's apartment building and there is a pair of mischievous candy cane blue eyes who is responsible. #28 in Christmas, #100 in louis, #97 in larry, #255 in onedirection, #417 in harry, #11 larrystylinson The pictures on the cover are not mine. all credits go to the owner. larryent December 2019 Disclaimer. I do not own one direction or anything with a brand name. This is a fanfiction and purely for entertainment. DO NOT STEAL/REPOST MY STORIES/WORKS. ©larryent

Harry Styles was diagnosed with multiple personality disorder when he was only sixteen. When his mood swings and violent streaks start to harm those around him, Harry's parents reluctantly send him to a mental hospital: Whittingham Asylum. There, he meets detective Tomlinson, who wants to understand the demons that lurk within Whittingham Asylum.

DISCLAIMER I WAS 14 WHEN I WROTE THIS AND THE WRITING IS TERRIBLE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Harry is deaf. Nobody wants to be the Little 6-year-olds friend. But then when Harry starts in first grade, little Louis Tomlinson, want to be his friend. So Louis learns sign language, so he can talk to Harry. They have been best friends since then... //Top Louis//Bottom Harry//