~Wznieciliśmy ogień, nad którym nie byliśmy w stanie zapanować~ Pierwsza część trylogii "Hell". ____________ © Pizgacz 2017-2018 Dostępne tylko 4 pierwsze rozdziały, ponieważ opowiadanie zostało wydane w formie książki papierowej.

Unknown Number: Alright, love you mum Louis: I think you've got the wrong number Unknown Number: Wait, so this isn't my mum? Louis: No, it's your daddy Unknown Number: Louis: Unknown Number: Louis: ;)

This is a small collection of one-shot letters between Louis and his band mates after his successful suicide attempt. This story shows the pain and hardship of losing a band mate, a friend and a loved one.

{ONGOING} It's been ten years since One Direction broke up and lived their own lives. Larry Stylinson never did come out, but the boys still loved each other even after they moved on to new families. One afternoon, Louis' fiancee finds a box of letters from Harry hidden amongst Louis' things. 100 letters, to be exact. Each letter is addressed to Louis, and each word on the papers are written with love. But something happened. Because Harry stopped writing.

Louis was his first. His first everything. First kiss, first date, first boyfriend, first savior, and first voice that he wanted to hear when he woke up. He was his first choice, his only choice, and he wanted him to keep being his first, because there was simply no one else. ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ [COMPLETED] COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.

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.

harry has a friend called lou. © All Rights Reserved.