Zayn and Louis are spending all their time together, and Liam misses them. But mostly Zayn. It all devolves from there.

The lethargic sound of heels clicking against wood resonated across the sea. Footsteps descended the staircase, every assured step creating a menacing aura as it grew closer. Perspiration gathered along Louis' palms as the rhythmic sound halted in front of him. "Captain," Malik greeted. Louis watched out of his peripheral as Malik's boots shuffled back a few steps. Sweat matted the hair along the nape of Louis' neck as he waited for something to happen. He felt as if a sharp blade was twisting his gut as the silence became tangible. There was a metallic slide of a sword being pulled out of its sheath, the sound startling Louis out of his cocoon of sterile shock. His shoulders jumped as the tip of a blade flattened underneath his jaw. Louis' distorted reflection stared back at him in the polished metal. Engraved rose petals twisted his appearance as they crawled up the length of the sword. The sword lifted and took Louis' chin with it. Standing in front of Louis was Captain Styles. OR The one where Louis is the commodore's son who is forced to become a part of Harry's crew when he is captured.

"Stay," Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis' temple like he can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but he can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can't make Louis stay. - {not my story} COMPLETED

Niall Horan isn't like other boys his age. Some people say he's just immature, but they only say that because they don't and won't take the time to get to know him. They only see him as a boy obsessed with superheroes. Zayn Malik is a caring young man thats one of the best players on the football team. He would never tell any one, but only one person makes him try so hard to impress them. Niall thinks the football players are like superheroes because of how great they are. Zayn has always been curious about the young minded boy. Both go to the same boarding school, yet have never talked. What happens when the two finally talk? Will Zayn keep his caring values? Will Niall still think of Zayn is his superhero?

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he's found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. (please keep in mind that this has not been edited as I am just posting it over here for the people who asked for it)

Zayn Malik is an award-winning pop star with a knack for getting himself into trouble, and Liam Payne is the bodyguard he doesn’t want to hire. What happens when both seem to have a problem with staying strictly professional... Sub pairings - Larry & Nosh *all credit for this story goes to scottmcniceass on AO3*

© 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.

© thealmightyavocado on archiveofourown ~ "Harry, I-I'm so sorry..." Louis stutters out, trying to keep his voice level and even, to portray a depiction of strength, but with the way Harry is looking at him, staring at him like he has a personal passage way straight to Louis' soul, it's so hard, nearly impossible. That simple opening phrase, that short introductory acknowledgement that is often rushed out so easily, painlessly, at a safe distance. Giving a doctor the ability to portray empathy without true emotion, without feeling the full brunt and sheer force of the underlying pain itself. But Louis feels it, he feels the crushing agony laced behind the phrase, he feels the weight of the painful words slipping from his lips, the cause and effect that the three-word expression holds. The distantly empty "I'm so sorry" that doctors throw out in self-preservation, isn't at all empty for him. Louis recognizes it, he understands it, he feels it. ✚☤✚ a fated story of two broken and battered boys who barely survived the unimaginable and how the love of one little brave girl defies all the odds and somehow puts them back together.

[COMPLETED] Louis Tomlinson, an eighteen year old college student has his whole life ahead of him. But with his mum being sick and the anxiety and depression getting in the way, he feels alone in this big world. That is until he goes to his favourite ice cream parlour to order his favourite ice cream- strawberry- to find a new old face behind the counter. Harry Styles, sixteen, attending the same college. Louis finds a way to love again but with his mother getting worse by the minute, will Harry be able to help him from ending it all?

It wasn't something he was ever expecting in his life, but it happened. Zayn Malik was a young man that got the surprise of his life when a late night hook up told him he was going to be a father. Unfortunately, that person wasn't going to stay around to help be a mother. Niall Horan was a young, naive man that had a heart bigger than his body. With that heart, he helped at a charity shelter that supplied everything underprivileged families might need. He also had a job at the the local grocery store. That was enough for him though because he believed that any extra money went to the shelter. What happens when Zayn needs a helping hand? Will there be room in a large heart for a single father?