Louis csalódott a fiúkban. Csak egyetlen dologban biztos: nem akar új szerelmet. Amikor végre talpra áll, otthagyja a könyvtárosi állását, hogy az egyetem mellett egy bárban dolgozzon éjszakánként. Nem is sejti, mibe keveri magát ezzel. WOW! Nr.1 #gay Nr.1 #larry Nr.1 #krimi Köszönöm nektek! :)

Egy rövid, négy részes Larry Stylinson fanfiction. "Louis tekintete rám villant, és azonnal az arcomon állapodott meg. Aztán még arra is volt ideje, hogy végignézzen rajtam és elmosolyodjon... A fenébe a lábaim remegésével! A fenébe azzal, hogy nem kaptam levegőt, amíg nézett! És a fenébe, amiért Louis Tomlinson visszatért, hogy újra elvegye az eszemet!" 18+ Homoszexualitás

A 16 éves Harry Styles hallja, ahogy az osztálytársai pornófilmeken vihorásznak a tesi öltözőben. Ez szöget üt a fiú fejébe, aki csordultig van kielégíthetetlen vággyal és szexuális frusztráltsággal, hála a tomboló tinédzser hormonoknak. Csak a közelmúltban tisztult ki előtte a nemi identitása, és még soha nem randizott fiúkkal. Az első találkozása egy meleg pornóval pedig megpecsétel mindent. ● Felnőtt tartalom...nos szinte végig ● Nr.1 #gay Nr.1 #meleg Nr.1 #larrystylinson

Pt. 3 of the Strawberry Milk Series .

Strawberry milk layers their upper lips, and they giggle and lick it off of each other. They taste it in each others mouths when they kiss; it's on their tongues, and filling their tummies. There are seven cartoons in the fridge, with 1 out that they keep pouring into shot glasses. They give each other a 'cheers!' and tip it down their throats. Instead of burning their mouths, it wipes away the sting that is already inside of them. (Harry still has days when he needs to feel good on the inside. Louis can see it in his eyes, and on these days, Louis needs it too. Maybe just as much.) or the strawberry milk sequel; where harry still needs help, louis' trying to give it to him, liam rents a van, zayns a bit protective of his best mate, and nialls there to tie it all together.

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

"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