Love Island, an entertaining dating show that airs a queer edition for the first time during pride month. Featuring: Harry Styles, a 22 year old that's looking hopelessly for love. Louis Tomlinson, a 24 year old that is signed up by his best friend during a night out. Or The queer love island edition where two oblivious boys pretend like they are best friends and looking for anyone except each other while the whole nation keeps voting for them as a favourite couple because everyone else can see it but them . -jealousy -drama (because no book of mine without drama) -sexual tension -the summer vibes you all need

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles live in a frat house.

It was destined for that to happen one day. Destined that the two families become one. A forced destiny one might say. An arranged marriage. ⚠️SMUT⚠️

Louis and Harry. Enemies. Friends. We all know how this one ends. ;) Warnings include: smut, cussing, fighting, self harm

Harry is scary. Or he's at least intimidating, with his long curly hair and piercing green eyes. People tend to be shy and nervous around him, so when he meets a small lad with cheek bones he's not prepared for the opposite to happen. OR The one where long haired Harry is his usual intense self but straight, or so he thinks. But that all changes when he meets Louis. Louis x Harry Larry bitches <3 *Finished late July or early August 2021*

Harry needed a place to live and was getting desperate. That was when he found an ad online with an odd solution. A guy named Louis was renting out his place to someone with a 9-17 job. He worked nights. So they would share the flat (and bed) but not at the same time. That could actually work! So Harry moved in without even meeting the guy. They started leaving notes to each other and Harry was intrigued by the stranger he was living with. Would they ever meet in person? I read a book once (real one, not fanfiction) with this theme and I totally stole the idea. Sorry. Purely fictional. Some smut warning.

Harry needs a green card and Louis, his best friend since One Direction, immediately offers to marry him. The boys head to Vegas. When they wake up the next day, Harry and Louis are husbands but apparently they have posted a lot of videos on Twitter as well. That was not part of the plan. Now they have to fraud the immigrant office and pretend to the world that they are in love... Purely fictional, some smut.

"Come on, Spidey. What's wrong with teaming up with your best buddy, Deadpool?" "Louis, you just tried to shoot me the other day." "Well you lived, didn't you?" or In an effort to seek protection from an unknown enemy, Deadpool teams up with Spiderman and they both get more than the bargained for with this whole 'superhero' thing. Spiderman!Harry + Deadpool!Louis

Ever since Harry stumbled into Rough Patch, Louis couldn't get him out of his head, whether it's teasing him about his music taste, or trying to see the blush that creeps over his face, or making the dimple in his cheek make an appearance. * "I work at a record store, love. Music is literally my job, I have taste." "I dj and host at a radio station, love." Harry retorted, mocking Louis' accent as best he could. But he didn't do a very good job of it. "Music is literally my job." "That's a good thing then, you've got a face for radio." Louis' voice was dripping in sarcasm, a smirk plastered on the shorter boy's face. Harry's eyebrows knit together, glaring down at the boy. "Are you calling me ugly?" Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk out of the store. "Wait," Louis called. Harry stopped on his heels, expecting an apology. "What radio station do you work for?" He asked instead. "What's it matter, since I've got no taste?" * Or the one where Harry works at a radio station and Louis works at a record store so they bicker over music. It's teasing and it's cute. * The playlist for this fic is in my bio * #16 in larrystylinson