At first Louis didn't mean to intrude but now he enjoys coming into Harry's lectures. Especially when half the class is in love with his hot husband and gossip about him to Louis as no one knows that he is their professors husband. It started to get harder at hiding it from Harry and when Harry eventually finds out, will he tell Louis or decide to have some sweet revenge on his oblivious husband?

but·ter·fly ef·fect noun (with reference to chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere. Fratboy Harry/ Escort Louis ⚠️ Trigger Warning. (Heavy Sexual Content/ Mental Health Themes.)

Louis smokes a lot and is definitely not okay, Harry likes glitter and is definitely okay, Zayn thinks too much, Niall talks too much and Liam saves cats. Add all these together in a destined-to-fail theatre production, and you've got yourself the perfect ingredients for disaster. But maybe a beautiful one. At least, one with a whole goddamn lot of prancing, dancing, and romancing.

"If I loved you less, I might be able to talk about it more." Do you really wanna know where I was April 29th? Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life? (A Larry Stylinson fanfic based on the notebook) (a bit)

© hattalove on ao3 Five years ago, Harry Styles left his tiny hometown to make it big as a recording artist. He didn't have much regard for what he left behind - A life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone. Now, Harry has everything he could possibly want: He's rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. But when said boyfriend proposes to him, he's forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and Louis, who's spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers Harry sent him. OR, an au based on the movie Sweet Home Alabama.

Louis Tomlinson is a wealthy college student, who owns a flat building in New York. Harry Styles and Niall Horan are both from London. Niall was born in Ireland, however. The two get accepted to NYU and decide to take the opportunity, going to New York. When their dorm situation comes up, they are forced to live in Tommo Flats. What happens when openly gay Harry meets Louis? ATTENTION SMUT ALERT ' ⚠️ ' When the above sign is present in the TITLE of the chapter - get ready - actual Larry smut is near.

Imagine waking up in a completely different world. You're in a house you've never been in before. You look out the window and don't recognize a thing. Wandering the house, you find a room with a small child who looks oddly familiar. Imagine finding out that child is your adoptive son that you have to raise and care for in this ludacris alternate universe. Sounds crazy, right? It is. Yet, it happened to me. -Louis Tomlinson ♥ Larry Stylinson fanfiction. BoyxBoy No hate. xo (FYI it's not mine I think it should be read it )

Harry Styles is afraid of who he is. Always has been. Was sure he always would be. He's a closeted gay with the spine of a jellyfish when it comes to the thought of coming out. So, naturally, he recruits the new kid at his school to be his pretend boyfriend. Louis Tomlinson ran away from his abusive father, to his aunt and uncle's mansion in Manchester where he attends a rich kid school with his cousins. He hates the stuck up prudes and intends to coast senior year now that his aunt is paying his tuition. Except his plans get a little skewed when the kid who sits in front of him in history asks him to be his boyfriend. And things just get weirder from there. Or, Harry is afraid to come out by himself, so he pays Louis, who is willing to do anything for money, to be his fake boyfriend. A Portuguese translation is currently being done by @TAndryTraduz.

A Larry AU where Harry Styles is killed in a hit and run while intoxicated at a party, and he wakes up the next day...Only, it's not the next day but yesterday - the day he died.

"Harry blinks once. And blinks again. And says, his voice dangerous: "Niall, did you get me a mail-order bride?" Because what the actual fuck. It kind of looks like Niall's just purchased a person. For Harry. Niall blinks back at him for a few moments, before throwing his head back and howling with laughter. Harry throws a pillow at him. Hard. "No, what the fuck, Harry." "A prostitute then?" Harry also doesn't want a prostitute. "Of course not!" "A stripper?" "No!" Damn, he's running out of ideas. He settles for launching another pillow at Niall's head. Niall bats it away easily, still laughing. "Stop!" "What did you get me, then?!" Niall must hear the tinge of hysteria in his voice, because he's pulling himself together, trying to stop himself from laughing. There's still a big grin on his face, though, when he says, "I got you a professional cuddler." A professional...what. "What?" ﹏