I Know You, Lou // l.s.
❝But... I know you, Lou.❞ ❝You don't know anything about me.❞
I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)
Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]
one where louis has an eating disorder and works at a café. he meets the baker with the big heart, and horrible flirting skills who just wants to know what's wrong with him.
Louis Tomlinson of the famous British-Irish boy band, One Direction, has become corrupted and rather depressed. Everyone assumed it was because of his and Eleanor's break up, but it's been almost 9 months now and things are not looking up for the eldest band member. When Simon Cowell forces Harry Styles to move back...
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful...
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}
(Harry is 6, Louis is 13) "Hello. Would you like to buy some hot chocolate?" "I don't know, would I? Persuade me." ☕ Harry's just a little boy selling hot chocolate. Louis doesn't really like hot chocolate, but he does appreciate a good businessman (especially cute, baby-faced ones) { Highest Ranking: #184 Romance }
Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cov...
[𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅] "Do you know why you're here?" The man was looking at him straight in the eyes. "For Harry." He mumbled. "And where is Harry Styles?" Louis looked at the wall next to him, eyes going from one place to another as if he was figuring something out. "Mr. Tomlinson, where is Harry styles?" He repeated...
Louis loved being manhandled, he loved being pressed against a mattress and getting fucked hard. He loved being fucked against a wall and Louis loved being spanked. Louis loved being carried and taking bubble baths, he loved wearing pretty lace panties and he absolutely adored being called kitten and princess. Louis...