Harry, Harry, Harry... Louis
This story is my version of Call Me By Your Name with Harry and Louis (with a bit more ennemies to lovers vibes)
This story is my version of Call Me By Your Name with Harry and Louis (with a bit more ennemies to lovers vibes)
17-year old Harry thinks he's got it all figured out until he falls for a guy named Louis who has nothing to lose.
This is NOT my work. This story belongs to purpledaisy on Archive Of Our Own. If you would rather read it on ao3, here is the link: archiveofourown.org/works/12329163/chapters/28033731 ~ Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. "I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully...
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"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 ov...
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
Louis is shy and quiet . Harry is popular and known . ~ A few nights before his birthday , Louis decided he's going to tell his parents that he's gay . After all , they're his parents , they will support him . But what happens when he gets kicked out of the house ? ~ Harry just wanted to have a quiet walk outside , wi...
When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)
"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}
Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]
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 Cov...