"I still remember, third of December."

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]

Louis moves into a flat while he’s at university, his next-door neighbour, Harry, who he’s never seen is rather loud at night. Louis confronts him about said noise and the two start to chat through the rather thin wall between their bedrooms. Will they ever meet, and if they do… what could ensue for the both of them?

"Tell me," he whispered lightly stroking my back. "Please don't marry her..." my words barely audible. He pulls me away from his embrace so he could look at me directly in the eyes, "What?" There was another pause before I said the words I've needed to say. "I love you." And with those three words, both our worlds came crashing down. 11/28/17: #270 in fanfiction Thank you for reading I hope you enjoy x. -s © 2024, narrygoals Sage Helene. All rights reserved. This work contains material protected under international and federal copyright laws and treaties. Any authorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage or retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

Basically, a story where Harry is very feminine and can score every guy, except for the humble, town hero Louis Tomlinson. Or, Louis Tomlinson is a fire fighting hero to many in the town of Manchester and Harry is a pretty slut who feeds off of other's telling him of his charm that just can't seem make Louis admit he's attractive.

completed "I'm really fucking scared too. I'm scared to come out to my mum and my sisters. My friends on the footie team too. I'm scared everyone will hate me and I'm scared they'll look at me differently and won't want to be around me anymore. I'm scared my mum won't love me in the same way. But mostly I'm scared of how much I like you, H. I like you so much I don't know what to do with myself and I'm constantly scared of fucking this up." Where Harry is a lonely grade 11 with anxiety and Louis is the captain of the footie team. Or Where Harry likes Louis and Louis likes Harry but they're both just scared. Cover by @-softsummer

Length: [ 1, 2 , 3, 4, 5 + Epilogue ] Genre: AU, SingleFather!Harry, DayCare!Louis, slight angst, Romance Summary: Harry Styles returns to Holmes Chapel. Nothing changed except that he left empty handed and returned with a little girl.

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

"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

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight