Harry, Harry, Harry... Louis

This story is my version of Call Me By Your Name with Harry and Louis (with a bit more ennemies to lovers vibes)

relief next to me (by dolce_piccante on ao3)

What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more. THIS IS NOT MY STORY. ALL CREDITS TO dolce_piccante ON AO3!!!!

Baby Heaven's in your Eyes

They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school...

young and beautiful || larry s.

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...

Locker 17

"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}