(2011) Louis is writing a Journal ab his life without anyone knowing, while he is writing ab his life as a big artist and the things that happen between him and Harry (his bestfriend) some things happen that is gonna change his life, this story is all written trough the eyes of Louis Tomlinson a Young boy grouped in a band with his (now) best mates. During the story you get to know the caracter in a different way than normal... {Writers note} The first two chapters are the first if ever wrote... im still learning how this all works, but the story is becoming better i promise. There might be some mistakes in the book, english isn't my first language. hope yall enjoy the book. its something different... Lots of love, Carmen STORY JUST STARTED

"Darlene, I want you to fuck me like you hate me" Harry pushes, taking a step closer. "I do hate you" I spit back angrily crossing my arms. God I hate him, but I hate myself even more for being affected by him right now. I hate that my mind has already began flashing images in my head. I hate how worked up he's got me in just a minute, simply from his words. "Show me" He urges, his eyes looking cynical. But most of all, I fucking hate that after everything he's done, I'm still going to fuck him. -- Darlene can't stand Harry almost as much as she can't stand their job as lifeguards, but he has made it his personal mission to get her attention even if it means annoying the hell out of her. No matter how hard she tries to push him away, he always seems to come right back. As much as she'd hate to admit it, he got under her skin and now she can't get him out, no matter how much he may drive her insane. ------- SEXUAL/MATURE CONTENT ------- Best Rankings: #1 in pool #1in darkharrystyles #1 in onedirectionfanfiction #5 in lifeguard #8 in fanfictiononedirection #4 in summer #1 in NiallHoran #16 in harry #25 in onedirection #3 in Harrystylesfanfiction

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

NOT MY WORK "Infamous boybander leaves club together with unknown," read the headline. Underneath were pictures of a boy with dark curls, green eyes and very tight pants. They both studied the article for a moment, reading it through quickly. "Is that...?" Louis frowned. That guy almost looked exactly like... "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" "Louis," Niall said, looking absolutely fucked over. "You just fucked the most wanted guy on earth. You just fucked Harry Styles of One Direction." Or, the one where Harry and Louis meet at a club and Louis takes Harry home, only for him to realize that the boy who just made him breakfast half naked is Harry Styles from One Direction. You can find the original on archiveofourown.com. It's by isthatyoularry.

"Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness And I would have stayed up with you all night Had I known how to save a life" Harry Styles may seem like the happiest boy. Fame, fortune, and all the girls he could want. But behind hidden doors, he's broken. He's broken on the inside and no amount of love or patience could fix him. When he can't turn to his family, and he can't turn to the boys, he needs to find a place to vent his anger and depression. He starts a blog on a website called Tumblr, where no one knows who he is. No one can expect you to be a womanizer or role model if they don't know you're actually Harry Styles. Louis has no clue why Harry has been in his room a lot. He has no clue why Harry's always wearing tight skinny jeans instead of the baggy ones he knew the curly boy loved. But what happens when Louis walks in to ask Harry a question and finds the boy's Tumblr open? How is he supposed to handle this? Not only is his best mate living a secret online life, but he is suffering depression and has been hurting himself in so many ways. Louis can't confront him, so he does what he thinks is the right thing. He starts a blog, and starts messaging Harry anonymously. Harry seems a bit cheerier in the morning, and even starts smiling again. But what happens when they fall in love with each other, but Harry doesn't know that "CleverUsername" is actually his best mate? With love, drama, hate, and depression, can anyone ever be happy with the one they love? And most importantly, can Louis learn how to save a life?

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

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

"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 heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

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]