Footie team captain Louis Tomlinson might have a little thing for the Uni graduate nerd extraordinaire, otherwise known as Harry Styles, giant Frames starting above his eyebrows and ending in the middle of his cheeks, right above his dimples, bringing out the green irises behind the corrective glass. And. . . things happen.

"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 heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

••complete 2014•• harry wants to be a bad boy and he knows just the boy to help him

In which Louis' mum does not have enough money to provide school lunch, so Harry gives him an orange everyday instead.

I want you to be the light that saves me from my darkness. Harry is a demon and Louis is a stupid teenager. :)