"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Harry was gentle, an angel for everyone who knew him. Harry was tall, really tall. He had an slender body, but not in a unhealthy way; he was well built, his long torso connected with his kilometric and, just in the perfect amount, muscled legs. His hands were big but always gentle, his skin white as porcelain always with a light blush on his cheeks. Harry's soft chocolate curls always laid wildly on top of his head was always under a flower crown himself always made. And then, we had Louis Tomlinson, who was literally the opposite to the lovely Harry. Louis was one of those who were feared for everyone, his attitude was bad to say the least. Lou was part of a gang, people said that they were drug dealers, that they were always vandalizing buildings including their own school and if you asked the right people they would tell you how they stole from every store they had the opportunity to do so. Sadly, just half of all the things people heard about him were true. They were made for each other, their relationship was meant to be but it was not a pleasure cruise, after all, all the things that are worthy in this life take a little bit more.

[completed] ❝ for in dreams, we enter a world entirely our own. ❞ In which Harry falls in love with a boy who only exists in stories and drawings. Until one day, he's real. (side pairing; Lashton) © 2016 HiAndOops

In which Louis is an angry and fed up misunderstood punk who finds himself in the company of a very beautiful and very naked boy with a crown of flowers on his head. Which can alternatively be summarized as the author totally took the whole flower child thing to the extreme and she is so sorry but she is glad that you’re reading her nonsense anyways.

typical high school au in which harry and louis are high school sweethearts and harry is a bit clingy, louis isn't really happy about that. [Highest Ranking- Fanfic #138]

What do you get when you mix an unexciting, overly normal person with a boy who is, in essence, the reincarnation of Adonis? Well. ~larry stylinson, high school au~ Copyright © 2014 by something1d, all rights reserved. (Book 1: "it makes me wonder")

Louis Tomlinson lives in a world where Domination and Submission is a norm. When you are born you are either branded Sub or Dom. Subs get a little pink or blue, depeneding on gender, series of swirls on the back of their neck. Doms get Red or Black, depending on gender, series of swirls on the back of their neck. Louis Tomlinson was branded with a Blue tattoo and his day has finaly come. The day of his 18th birthday where he will be randomly assigned a Dom. This dom could range from younger to older, poorer to richer, and male to female. You never knew what you were going to get. Some Doms were more harsher and stricter than others. Louis didn't want a harsh Dom to submit too. Harry Styles was branded with a Black tattoo and he just recieved in the mail that he was finaly getting a submissive. Harry was a 32 year old man, settled in, and very very rich. He's been waiting for an assigned submissive to be chosen for him for a very long time. His Dom friend, Zayn, has gotten his submissive two years prior, a little spit fire irish boy, Niall. How will Louis cope being under the eye of his new Dom as well as under the eye of the public? He must act perfect inside and outside the home. Submitting to his new, harsh, Dom. He befriends Niall but the boy gets Louis in trouble more than not. Liam's there too. The personal doctor to Zayn and Harry.

Louis is the popular football player, there’s nothing he wants he can’t get. He wants Harry, but Harry is not impressed. (Where Harry gets to wear Louis’ letterman jacket, with a scowl on his face, whilst being secretly pleased about it)

Description's on the first page :) Cover by: Unpoetic_Remorse

Lost. That's all Harry Styles was to anyone anymore. Kidnapped at sixteen. Kidnapped from his future, from his family, from his boyfriend. It's been two years. Louis should move on, right? Two long years have gone by, and everyone has given up hope of ever finding Harry, so why should Louis dwindle on what could have been? Because he loves Harry. There's nothing more to it. Harry isn't dead, he's somewhere, lost. Louis can't just forget about him after two years. He can't forget the boy who captured his heart. He can't forget the boy who, even after two years, still has his heart. He can't forget.