It is Louis' second year being a judge on The X Factor and he couldn't be more optimistic. Unfortunately for him, his girlfriend started to get upset during the competition and the two get in an argument. However, when one door closes, another one opens. That door was called Harry Styles.

Harry and Louis were never together. After a well-deserved break, One Direction is going back and not nearly as big as before. In order to gain publicity, management decides to give the fans what they always wanted. Larry Stylinson! They really didn't think this one through...

"Hi! I'm Louis! You should take your jacket off!" "I'm Harry... I can't." by darlingharry3 and bittersweetlou

I've always been taught to hold my head high, to look presentable- to look better; to be better. I've always been told that to win, I have to be better than the others; turn everything into a competition worth winning. I've always been forced to be polite. But how can I compete? How can I rise above when I'm caught up in being nice to everyone I meet? ************************************************* Harry comes from a very rich family. His father is a powerful business owner and a very controlling man. Louis is a carefree guy who was dragged into going to the fancy dinner party by his equally careless friend.

"Um...can I sit here? Pwease," the four year old harry asks. "This seat is taken," the six year old louis lies. - all rights reserved © softiesharry 2020

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

It's coronavirus time. Quarantine is round the corner in the US. What will happen when it finally rolls around and both Harry and Louis are thousands of miles away from each other?

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.