"Do you think I'm hot then?" Harry continued with this nonsense, following Louis. "Hell no." "But you said I made you hard- so you must've thought I was at the time." He argued. "I never said you made me hard- I simply said I was horny and drunk. Plus I've never thought you were hot." Louis recalled in his defense. "But you just said you would've acted that way if you weren't drunk." Harry noted, ignoring the second thing Louis said. Fuck. Harry'd trapped him. Checkmate. Quickly Louis turned around, "Jesus Christ. What do you want me to say, Harry? That I wanted to sleep with you?" He got out a little louder than he expected. ᯓ⚽︎ Or where Louis is a very angry person and hates basically everyone- especially, Harry Styles. Being angry and deprived of physical touch isn't exactly a good combination, meaning Louis couldn't really help it when he ended up fucking his least favorite person... !toplinson !grumpyxsunshine (grumpy Louis & sunshine Harry) !slightfemharry ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 footie #1 hbottom #2 bottomharry #2 feminineharry #3 toplouis

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson were born into two of the wealthiest families in London. Despite their privileged upbringing, they couldn't be more different. Louis was a hopeless romantic who believed in soulmates and destiny. Harry, on the other hand, was a realist who rejected the idea of fate and preferred to forge his own path in life. Their families had been feuding for generations, so it was no surprise that Harry detested Louis. But fate had other plans. Louis discovered that Harry was his soulmate when they both turned 18 and had Harry's name etched on his skin as proof of their destined connection.Harry, however, could care less about Louis allegedly being his soulmate and left the country at 18. Now, three years later, Harry has returned to London. Does Harry still despise Louis? Or will he finally give in to the undeniable pull between them? 🌙 "𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦, 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺" 𝘓𝘰𝘶𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨. "𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘛𝘰𝘮𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯."

Summary: Louis finds himself out of place in LA, unable to get at an itch that's been bothering him for years. He supposes back in the early days, home hadn't been a place. It'd been a person. He'd etched it permanently into his skin for fucks sake. It was always him and Harry. Stuck to each other like super glue. Pulled together by some magnetic force, existing in their own bubble. Everyone could see it, but that was half the problem, wasn't it? It's not like Louis can pinpoint the exact moment in time when him and Harry fell out of sync. There wasn't really one at all. It had been a gradual slip, like the tide wearing away at a sandstone cliff. Chipping the solid foundations until there was nothing left to stop the structure falling to the waves below. It's not like he spends all of his time sitting around moping over a lost friendship, he's good at distractions. But LA only seems to accentuate the distance between them. Two separate planets, not even in the same solar system

Harry Styles is just a seventeen year old junior. He doesn't expect much out of the year, but his seventh hour history teacher manages to change all that.

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College AU where Harry studies law and psychology. Louis is a philophobic frat boy who's majoring in acting, plays footie and needs tutoring in psychology. Of course they hate each other but that doesn't stop them from having a ridiculous amount of sexual tension. or Louis is a frat boy with a drinking problem who doesn't know what he wants to do with his life, and Harry is a psychology student who always takes care of him and might just be exactly what Louis doesn't want, but really needs.

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

Note to self: next time you go on a field trip to another country with a uni class, DO NOT miss your flight with the one person that annoys you the most. Or, Louis and Harry miss their flight and are stuck in Greece without money, phone battery or food. And they absolutely totally cannot stand each other... in the beginning. OR, a fic based on the lyrics of Keep Driving that I wrote about two years ago but I love it so much that I decided to rewrite it, add some scenes and make it longer. I call this: keep driving (ten minute version)