Louis is a 26 years old businessman who owns the biggest strip club in Las Vegas, what happens when he visit the club and see the new sexy stripper "Harry" who likes to tease and call hot men "Daddy"?

Louis and Harry shared many kisses in their life together. Starting at the age of four. But not the heated make out sessions or the steamy, lustful snoggs in the bathroom stall not even the hot, rushed kisses before ging to work were the most meaningful to them and their relationship. The cute, innocent small kisses were the ones to stay always in their memories.

⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️THIS STORY WILL BE DELETED, MORE INFO IN BIO⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ L.S. Short story. Inspiration: Heather by Conan Gray. Started: 2:47 AM, August 23rd, Sunday. Completed: 6:02 AM, August 23rd, Sunday.

"I like your bracelets Louis" "Thank you Harry" //⚠️TW: cuts and depression⚠️// Tags {#3 bracelets}

"I know you watch me, through the crack of the door, when i touch myself." ~~~~~ Where Harry's fiancé's 20 year old cousin, Louis, moves into their house and Harry does everything to resist the temptation. Louis was throwing himself at him, offering his body to Harry, to help Harry forget the issues in his relationship. It just ends up making everything worse. A/n: there's like.. a lot of smut. Just a warning Highest ranking: #6 in larry ©️2018

Everything started with a piece of a paper being held up against a window sill decorated by different types of flowers saying "Hi! my names Harry, Whats yours? :)"

••complete 2016•• harry has an abusive boyfriend and louis moves next door

Louis Tomlinson was, as you can say, a "bad boy." Harry Styles though was completely opposite. He was a sweet, fragile boy, and not only that---he's deaf. The two fall in love rather quickly like any other story, but there's just something holding them back.. And that something, or should I say someone, is Zayn Malik. -- I wrote this when I was 13 and I'm 21 now so I realize how bad my writing in general was and I literally cringe every time I think of it. I haven't reread any of my books since 2013, I get second hand embarrassment for myself enough that it would be impossible for me to go through and correct any grammar or spelling errors I made. It's killing me to even write this now haha. But THANK YOU to anyone who actually read through and somehow enjoyed it, I appreciate it so much, really. :) / ⚠️NO SOUND 2 can be found on my profile, but it's incomplete and has been for years. With that in mind, I must warn you that this book ends in a cliffhanger. I probably would find something else to read. I sincerely apologize. I suck, I know :(

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING