Where 6 year old Harry goes to Mcdonald's with his mummy to eat lunch only to get an order of fries without a dip. 8 year old Louis happens to have one tho And it all started there. [disclaimer; i don't rly like this book. Pretty bad writing as I was reaaaaaally young when I wrote this😭 but I'm still gonna finish it...
• 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...
Harry is a well known model who loves to write songs on the side. Louis is the biggest male singer who is also the captain of the Manchester United Football team. It started with a like, then a comment. The rest was history. (Another short chapter story in the style of Instagram post this time)
"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}
du·plic·i·ty d(y)o͞oˈplisədē/ noun 1. deceitfulness; double-dealing. 2. archaic doubleness. Duplicity™ All Rights Reserved to @bbyharryy©
Louis is a twenty-one year old owner of a popular tea shop called 'Spot O' Tea'. Recently he notices a new customer with curly hair and green eyes, who comes in at the same time every night; 9pm. But that's not what worries Louis. What worries him is the bruises that scatter across his body, multiplying every day.
Collection of amazing Harry styles reads from me personally for 2018 'what's next to read?' Perfect starter kit to unlock the fandom -Mikayla and Kate.
What happens when Louis Tomlinson, a famous singer meets normal boy through Instagram? This is that story ( it used to be called By Instagram!)
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...
"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 he...
