God Damn Your Beautiful

Based off No Control *SMUT SMUT SMUT*

♡kissing booth♡{L+H}

♡ "Who would you like?" "Him." "He's not participating in this...." "Oh yes I am, that'll be 75¢ babe." ♡ Louis tags along with his friend while he works at a kissing booth. Harry comes up to the kissing booth after he sees a sandy fringe and blue diamonds from the corner of his eye. ♡

love me, please? // larry stylinson

the curly one is the popular boy at school, loved by everyone and enjoying his life. the blue-eyed one is the quiet, shy but unbelievably gorgeous boy who makes a certain curly boy fall deeply in love with him. the only problem is, they've never talked before. so what happens when frog crushes on hedgehog? aka a...

Room 317

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in...

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}

17 Black

When sassy, stubborn high school football star Louis Tomlinson meets the new hard-ass team coach, Harry Styles, a heated rivalry sparks between the two and it is evident that the upcoming season is sure to be eventful.

i sleep naked ➸ larry stylinson

"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...