Louis and Harry are best of friends with a past full of history between them. Since the start of their hiatus they tried their best to stay in touch but life got in the way. Now after a silence of over a year, Harry reaches out and calls Louis inviting him to L.A to deliver some news.

It took little time for four year old Harry Styles, and the new kid on the block, six year old Louis Tomlinson, to become the best of friends. The boys spent most of their days together until a tragic mishap a few days before Louis' seventh birthday tears the boys apart in a manner that no one expected. Louis Tomlinson had been kidnapped and the only thing left of him from that day he had spent with Harry was his red knit hat discovered in the snowbanks days after his disappearance. The event shook up the town of Cheshire and rattled Harry Styles for most of his youth. He wondered if he would ever see his best friend again? Would anyone ever see him again for that matter or would Louis remain the boy on the milk cartons and the posters? ----------------Reviews---------------- First Place prize in the Larry category of the 1DBromanceAwards! "This plot was very original! I've never read anything like this! Its brilliant!" ~SaraLovesUnicornsxx "I am speechless... This story is too good, I can't use words to describe." ~MrsOneDirction "Aww, I'm not usually one for boyxboy, but I must admit--this is adorable and good." ~LilithMayNot "More. I have never read something like this. I love it!!" ~1directionsway "I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS!" ~TheMilkaWay "One word: oneofthemostoriginalgreathilariousfanfictionsi'veeverread." ~marti_1D © All Rights Reserved 2013

Louis Tomlinson is a famous and is mortal enemies with Harry Styles. The pair are always at each others necks. They want nothing to do with each other. They are at 'competition' with each other, yet share the same fans and many of the fans ship them together. What happens when they slowly fall for each other? *completed* #1 in larryy #37 in loveislove

" Louis smiled one of his signature smiles where his eyes were almost closed from how happy he was. He slowly raised himself onto his toes so he was more level with Harry and whispered, "I love you, my angel." Harry gave a small smile as he soaked in the glow from Louis' eyes. "I love you more. And I love it when you call me that...It makes me feel like I can fly." "You are my wings, darling...Together we can fly anywhere you'd like." " -chapter 30 ---------------------------- PLEASE NOTE THAT SOME THINGS IN THIS STORY ARE NOT TRUE IN REAL LIFE, I JUST CHANGED SOME DETAILS FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY🥰

Louis moves into a flat while he’s at university, his next-door neighbour, Harry, who he’s never seen is rather loud at night. Louis confronts him about said noise and the two start to chat through the rather thin wall between their bedrooms. Will they ever meet, and if they do… what could ensue for the both of them?

Good looks mean nothing if you're an asshole. When Louis, a struggling writer, meets Harry, a world-renowned poet, he learns exactly that. Harry's hurtful words and tormenting comments quickly send Louis down a path of self destruction. And after a certain point, there's no turning back.... Highest ranking: #1 in #Punk #1 in #IHateYou #9 in #louistomlinson #49 in #LoveHateRelationship #52 in #IHateMyself

Louis is a twenty-one year old owner of a popular tea shop called 'Spot O' Tea'. Recently he notices a new customer with curly hair and green eyes, who comes in at the same time every night; 9pm. But that's not what worries Louis. What worries him is the bruises that scatter across his body, multiplying every day.

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

"Louis. I love Louis." Harry whispered. His eyes were shut, head bowed down. He was sweating like hell. "Harry that's awesome!" Zayn nearly shouted while Liam hushed Zayn. Harry smiled at Zayn, finally opening his eyes and looking at him. Zayn hugged him and patted his back. Pulling away from the hug, Harry and Zayn both looked at Liam. It was Liam who was sweating now. "Li?" Zayn asked. "Harry...I'm happy for you but I'm so sorry...I-Louis doesn't believe in love for himself...He thinks nobody can actually love him; he is even sure that nobody wants to befriend him...I-I'm really sorry Harry I can't even help it." Liam said shakily. "I-but why?" Harry asked, almost in tears. "I can't tell you that, I'm sorry. I'm not the right person who should, Louis is." Liam said. Warning: 1. Mature language 2. Mature content 3. Substance usage: Cigarettes, Alcohol, etc. Read this for a fluff overload :)