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

The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that's exactly what he did. ------- this is not my work!! it's velvetoscar's on ao3. I'm just publishing it so it would be easier for me to read it!! :)

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

They had it all. Reasonable flat, reasonable money, (somewhat) reasonable friends and love beyond all reason. They were perfect. Louis thought.

they've had enough, they're ready to run //triggers warnings will be placed on certain chapters with certain content! read them at your own risk, if you feel like you cant please dont feel forced to read!

when louis finally comes home, harry isn't waiting. over the past four years, both of their lives have completely changed -- but maybe the feelings are still the same. (or: harry is an anxious uni student with an abusive boyfriend and louis is a famous musician, but at one point, they were just two high schoolers in love.) [November 2020-December 2020] word count: 75,000 words trigger warnings: abusive relationship, rape, smut (daddy kink), anxiety/panic attacks, other minor violence

For as long as Harry Styles can remember, he has known that he likes both girls and boys. He is now eighteen years old and goes to high school with his best friends. During his youth, he's been with both sexes. Not many people know about this, though. His closest friends only think he likes girls, and Harry has never bothered to tell them otherwise. However, it all gets complicated for Harry when he suddenly starts crushing on one of his best friends, Louis Tomlinson because Louis is the biggest ladies' man of them all. Will Harry ever get his feelings reciprocated, or will he end up having to move on? © 2020, Pauline (Larrys_Girl), All Rights Reserved. Highest Rankings: #1 in Larry 29/11-20 #1 in Harrystyles 8/3-22 #1 in Stylinson 29/11-20 #1 in Tomlinson 2/2-22 #1 in Louis 23/2-22 #2 in Highschool 19/12-20 #9 in Wattpad 10/12-20 #9 in Boyxboy 15/3-22

[completed] "Please don't say anything." "Lou-" "Don't fucking speak," I snarled, my breath hitting the skin on his neck that I was glaring into. I took a deep breath, collected my thoughts and lapped my hands on each side of his waist, the sensation sending shivers right through me. I said, "I'll do this with you. But you can't tell anyone." ... Where Harry is a boy toy at university and Louis is an efficient student with an uncontrollable sense of sexual desire.