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 Harry is a very sweet teenager who is tired of the way he's living and decides to realise a ritual to invoke the king of hell. Louis is the dumb devil who falls in love. THIS IS A TRANSLATION APPROVED BY THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR

• 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

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

Charlesden is home of everything boring, where nothing exciting ever happens. Harry dreams of being more than a small-town boy and craves for more, and then in walks a mysterious Louis Tomlinson to turn his life upside-down. Here's to a seventies romance, so much confusion, and some good goddamn music.

harry doesn't know what to expect when louis moves into the apartment beside his, but he definitely didn't expect hallway kisses and mysterious packages and enough love to finally ease his tortured mind. (or: harry just wants to make everyone else happy, and louis shows him that it's okay to let someone take care of him for a change.) [December 2020-May 2021] word count: 165,000 words trigger warnings: trauma, mentions of rape, references to domestic abuse (physical and emotional), mild disordered eating, minor violence, smut

Eroda. No land quite like it. When Harry stumbles into Louis's inn during a storm, looking for a place to stay, Louis is immediately entranced. Harry is quiet and keeps himself to himself, an invisible raincloud constantly hovering above his head. Louis is quite like the the sun, looking to brighten everyone's day. Will the two eventually bond? Or will it be too late? // feb 2021-may 2021 twitter & instagram= twinklingpiscess

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « Harry is tired of being the single one of his group of friends. But everything gets worse when all of them start getting married and Harry is invited to their weddings. What happens when Harry downloads a 'rent a date' app to find his plus one? Mᴀʀ. 2021

Schoolboy Harry lives a relatively quiet life, never quite making any friends and always doing what his parents ask of him. When he meets party animal Louis, his entire life gets turned upside down, but will it be for better or for worse? Tw's: mentions of alcohol and drugs, abuse, smut

"Just behave Harry." Liam sighs. "It's the World Cup, I have worked hard for this and I still can't believe that mom and dad convinced coach to take you with us." "Don't worry, Liam. I won't bother you, I have Niall with me." Harry grins while packing his suitcase. "I am so excited!" "Yeah, Niall with you is the thing that worries me the most. He doesn't have a good influence on you. Just don't forget about the rules, Harry. Don't disobey them." "I'm 18 Liam, not a kid. I know what's right or wrong." "You behave like a kid, Harry and for sure when Niall is with you. But you know it: Don't start conversations with other players yourself, just answer..." "just answer them when they talk to me and no flirting with players. I got it Liam." Harry rolls his eyes. "I mean it, Harry. I don't want to hear complaints from other players or coaches. Don't cause trouble." Liam has a stern look on his face and Harry gives him an innocent smile in return. "I won't brother..." He will. Liam Payne is captain of the American football team. When there is the world cup, his parents randomly decide that Liam has to bring his little brother and his best friend with him to Brazil. Liam is not happy with it and gives his little brother some rules to make sure he doesn't create any chaos while he has to focus on winning the cup. But Harry has never been one to listen to his brother or following rules. -All the football players are fictional