I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)
"One hundred and sixty eight." "What?" "One hundred and sixty eight hours." "What's that?" "That's all the time I need to get you to fall in love with me."
"Maybe I should just leave the band, eh?" "That's what I've been telling you all along you dickhead. What's keeping you here?" "A fucking contract." "Well, so once the contract ends you're gone?" Louis inquired. "Yes. I'm not saying goodbye, and I'm never looking back." **** Larry Stylinson as a romance? Ha ha. Sorr...
"Harry + Louis Forever" is written in an arrow heart and carved on a tree next to their house. But at the end of the day, chasing his dream is more promising than loving his insecure boyfriend.
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It's 1967 and Harry is tired of being that little religious boy who everyone makes fun of. Tired of God pretending not to hear him, he decides to take other reins in secret; How bad could it go if he turned to the Devil? How fast would he answer him? It was time to save the Bible and turn the red candles on. Where Har...
Kiedy Louis postanawia wyprowadzić się z zatłoczonego domu, pod swój dach przyjmuje go jego kuzyn Liam. W Londynie wszystko dzieje się bardzo szybko, także po paru dniach młody chłopak dostaje pracę u boku (jak się później dowiedział) sławnego modela. Na początku łączy ich tylko i wyłącznie relacja szef - pracownik, a...
24 hours with Larry Stylinson. It's short for a reason, meant to be read in one sitting.
Harry's been hurt too many times before and doesn't want to fall in love. Louis doesn't believe in love and doesn't want to settle down. But a chance meeting, a drunken night, and a pregnancy test might change their plans.
Harry: Ass pic. Naked ass pic. Louis: No. Where the biggest fuckboy in school, Harry, ask for nudes.
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...