[ SEQUEL DI "instagram || larry ] L'amore tra Harry, cantante famoso in tutto il mondo e Louis, il suo ragazzo da ormai quasi un anno continua. Vedremo la coppia raccontarvi del loro passato e del loro futuro. Dopo il loro lugo periodo di pausa, avranno tanto da raccontare.

Harry,cantante famoso in tutto il mondo; Louis,uno dei tanti "fans" di Harry; E un social,che riesce a cambiare la vita di questi due ragazzi in un batter d'occhio.

In which Harry is a gucci model and singer and Louis is an unknown gay Instagram model [ Highest Ranking #17 in fan fiction] copyrights ©guccifather

Louis viene abusato Harry è il suo capo ---- Quando Louis lascia il lavoro, il suo ragazzo gli procura un colloquio di lavoro con il famigerato Harry Styles. Louis finisce come suo assistente ed è costretto a passare molto tempo con lui. Quindi, quando sono costretti a condividere una stanza d'albergo Harry scopre i suoi lividi e rimane sconcertato. ⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ ⭕Abuso fisico e domestico ⭕Disordine alimentare ⭕Molestie sessuali/stupro ---- Autrice: @guccidowntothefloor Scusate per gli errori grammaticali, sto revisionando la storia. 𝐓𝐀𝐆: 1° #larry (15/03-21/03/21~25/03/21-01/04/21) 1° #larrystylinson (15/03/21) 1° #louistomlinson (17/03 - 30/03/21)

"But we all know I can make anyone fall in love with me." "Anyone huh?" Louis nodded. "Well let's make this interesting with a bet. I bet you that I can make you find someone who won't fall in love with you." "Do you know who yet? Stanley looked around until his eyes landed on someone. "Yes." "Who?" "Harry Styles." ---------- Harry is quiet. He never stirs trouble. He doesn't want to cause anymore problems in his already-ruined family. He doesn't have friends because he doesn't want people to know how bad his life is. Louis is the typical pampered rich boy with a large penis. He would literally shove that thing in any one to feel something. Anything. He enjoyed being loved, but could never seem to love back. So when a bet is made, Louis has to make Harry fall in love with him. Harry make Louis feel things without having to have meaningless sex. It was only a simple bet. © larrywanks

FAN FICTION │ ROMANCE | COMPLETE * Your name: He calls me Shorty Your Favorite Hobby: Running away from him and finding a safe place to hide. Your best feature: He calls me ugly. You hate: Him and all the things related to him. Your best friend: He scared them away. Your wish: To never see him and his side-kicks ever again. We are poles apart. I hate him and he hates me. There is nothing more to our relation. He beats the crap out of me and I try as hard as I can to avoid being killed every single day. This is my life.... The life of the coward, timid and shy Louis Tomlinson and his most feared enemy - Harry Styles. * cover by @deceivingangels* A/N : All the characters, scenes, incidents are purely fictional. This story contains boyxboy romance, violence, strong language e.t.c . If you are under the age of 13 or uncomfortable with this topic please refrain for reading any further. This story does not promote the act of bullying. The author is strictly against bullies. The setting is purely the imagination of the author. Thank you and I hope you enjoy the story.

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, 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

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐀 𝟐𝟓𝟖 «Styles... Harry Styles» Guardai la segretaria cercare il mio nome nel lungo elenco di fogli che aveva. «Styles, Styles, Styles... Ah eccolo! Stanza 258, sei in camera con un certo Louis Tomlinson!» Presi le chiavi che mi offriva e le rivolsi uno dei miei sorrisi, che ero sicuro l'avrebbero sciolta. Probabilmente quella segretaria quarantenne era la donna più giovane in questo posto. Perchè i miei mi avevano costretto ad un college maschile? Beh in realtà lo sapevo, ma non era comunque giusto. copertina → kronblade ©Sgrissi