"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

"Run me a bath, will ya?" Harry takes out his favourite mug, a tea bag and some milk. He turns on the kettle, watching his tiny Louis make squeaky noises as he tugs off his top. ⊱ Louis is a tiny person who sits in Harry's hair, pokes at his nipples and chats shit in the bath.

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)

Louis Tomlinson was, as you can say, a "bad boy." Harry Styles though was completely opposite. He was a sweet, fragile boy, and not only that---he's deaf. The two fall in love rather quickly like any other story, but there's just something holding them back.. And that something, or should I say someone, is Zayn Malik. -- I wrote this when I was 13 and I'm 21 now so I realize how bad my writing in general was and I literally cringe every time I think of it. I haven't reread any of my books since 2013, I get second hand embarrassment for myself enough that it would be impossible for me to go through and correct any grammar or spelling errors I made. It's killing me to even write this now haha. But THANK YOU to anyone who actually read through and somehow enjoyed it, I appreciate it so much, really. :) / ⚠️NO SOUND 2 can be found on my profile, but it's incomplete and has been for years. With that in mind, I must warn you that this book ends in a cliffhanger. I probably would find something else to read. I sincerely apologize. I suck, I know :(

❝you're louis?❞ ❝and you're harry?❞ ❝yeah.❞ ❝I don't know about you harry but, I think we're soulmates.❞ »»»»»» or an au where harry is born with his soulmate's name on his wrist. being the little adventurous adorable shit he is, he's determined to find the person on his wrist. {idea creds: hemmohshitson {tumblr} } ©2014 larrywho 6/1/14: Fanfiction #797 10/23/14: Humor: #844

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

"Can I get a pineapple Pizza?" "Who puts pineapple on a pizza?"

my first fanfic, so thank you for reading! "then why did you broke up with me?" "i broke up with you because i was mad at you, not because i stopped loving you!" this is a 5sos fanfic with no smut content, it does have other mature themes and language all of this is just fiction, so dont get mad at me