Louis is the most popular person at his school. Most people see him as happy and carefree. But little do they know that he's depressed and cuts every day. Could a certain curly-haired boy change his life? Warning: if it wasn't already obvious there will be multiple mentions of self-harm and in detail description of the act it's self. If that triggers you I do not suggest reading this.

Louis is in a abusive realationship, but he's to scared to tell anyone espicially a certain curly haired boy. He doesn't want anybody to get because of him so he keeps' his mouth shut and bruises covered. Harry is starting to get worried about his best friend. What's going on with his Lou? Worrieness turns into suspition when he get's a glimpst of Louis' shoulder. Harry want's to protect his Lou, he needed to get to the bottom of what's going and what Louis wasn't telling the boys.

[COMPLETED] Where Harry Styles is the host of The Late Late Show (with James Corden but not today bitch) and has the biggest celebrity crush on a particular big pop solo artist, Louis Tomlinson. If you tune into the Late Late Show, you already know about Harry's crush, it's very often comical for how much he talks about Louis on his show. But Louis doesn't know this so what might happen when he guests on the famous "The Late Late Show With Harry Styles"?

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he's found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. (please keep in mind that this has not been edited as I am just posting it over here for the people who asked for it)

This is NOT my work. This story belongs to isthatyoularry on Archive Of Our Own. If you would rather read it on ao3, here is the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5157680/chapters/11877494#workskin ~ Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever. A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

There's a game between Harry and Louis about who can tease the other the most, what will happen when someone goes to far?

Harry is the most powerful and richest man in Cheshire. He owns the whole town and every Gucci store in around the globe. He maybe powerful, he maybe the richest man in Cheshire but there's something Harry's always wanted, a boyfriend ,someone to call his own. What happens when Harry is due for a Photoshoot for his latest Gucci fragrance Memoire. When a new makeup assistant joins the shoot that Harry is unaware of . Written by @LarryLove_xox

Having a baby is not something most teenagers plan to do. Harry and Louis are no exception. - Obvious mpreg/abo[bottomlouis] Not fully edited but good enough - Spanish version on @LouHazz_Spanish

Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even more. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered, hoping no one would notice. He worried more as he saw the tears well up in Louis' eyes. He could count on one hand the amount of times he's seen louis cry before now. He's always so strong. "Please," Louis whimpered as a tear escaped. Harry was about to ask what he meant, but stopped himself, he knew. "Louis. You know I want to, so much, but I can't. We can't. They'll kill us, we'll loose our jobs. You always say-" "Please," Louis cut him off, touching his arm slightly. The older boy knew exactly what he was doing and how this simple gesture would affect the younger lad. "Please just kiss me."