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."

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]

[Complete] Two strangers. One broken elevator.

When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)

Things weren’t meant to end up like this. Harry’s Mum wasn’t supposed to fall in love with another woman after his Dad left them. He wasn’t supposed to gain 4 new sisters and a brother. He wasn’t supposed to deal with the fact that his new stepbrother was openly gay. And he most certainly not supposed to fall in love with said step brother. Follow their stories as past secrets are uncovered and the two are pushed to their limits physcially and mentally. ©asbowden14

Harry Styles has a problem and its name is Louis Tomlinson. When the boys of One Direction go on a vacation in 'Paradise', Harry can't help but think that maybe things will go his way for once. However, he soon realizes that keeping his love for his best friend and band mate a secret is much easier said than done; especially when every night his mates decide to partake in the childish and sometimes dangerous game of Truth or Dare... (Book 1 of 3) -re-edited in 2021-

Harry and Louis had been fighting non stop for the last three years. The boys are fed up with it and come up with a plan, especially after Niall convinces Zayn and Liam that their angry bandmates in fact are hiding their love for each other. So they force them to stay in a small cabin just the two of them for 30 days, with the threath that there won't be an One Direction anymore if they don't get their shit together. What will happen during these 30 days? Some smut, mostly fluff. Purely fictional.

Louis Tomlinson can't seem to get best friend and band mate Harry Styles out of his head. When the boys of One Direction go on a vacation in 'Paradise', the constant thoughts and confusing feelings for his best friend only grow stronger. Louis must put a stop to all these confusing feelings and find out what's going on but he continuously finds himself getting distracted; and it doesn't help when every night, his mates decide to partake in the childish and sometimes dangerous game of Truth or Dare... (Book 2 of 3) -re-edited in 2021-

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 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"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}