Harry Styles, a twenty-seven-year-old mafia boss, known as one of the coldest, most ruthless men in all of London. Louis Tomlinson, a sweet innocent sixteen-year-old high school student with two absurdly overprotective brothers. What happens when the two's paths cross and Mr. Mafia seems to develop a soft spot. - "You're mine little blue eyes," --

A lot of good reading

Louis hates Harry, which is fine because he would really rather prefer to avoid him at all costs. The only problem? They're soulmates.

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit

Louis has insomnia. He's had it since he was a kid. Harry is the new boy in town. What happens when Louis finds out that the only way he can sleep at night is if Harry is sleeping next to him? Read to find out.

[COMPLETED] "Are you jealouis?" "What the hell does that even mean?" or the one where louis is obviously jealous about harry hanging out with other guys that aren't him and harry loves to question him about it by mushing jealous and louis together.

So after the beloved wedding pictures from Jay's wedding, I couldn't help but to start a "sugar daddy" sort of fic. Louis is a filthy rich CEO and doesn't have time for a relationship, it's just not in the cards for him. Or so he thought until he gets set up on a date with none other than hot model, Harry Styles. Completed.

a collection of my favorite Larry one shots from tumblr and archive of our own. I don't own any of these stories and I will give all of the original authors credit at the end of each one shot. some have been marked as private so you will need to follow me in order to read those ones x

A book of Larry Smut. will be updated on a moderate basis by fives. enjoy 😊

"You're going down, Styles."