When Darcy finds a trunk full of old photographs from the 1950s and a journal belonging to someone called H, she seeks help from her grandmother who directs her to H himself. The journal is full of years' worth of entries. A love story between H and L. The only problem is it doesn't add up with the photographs to Darcy. Darcy wants to know his story, not only from the journal but from the cryptic man himself. Or an AU where a girl finds a diary from when H and L were young in the 1950s. "My dear. My darling. My golden love."

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

A Love/Hate College AU where Louis Tomlinson is the lead singer of The Rogue - the most popular band on campus - and Harry Styles is the talented Freshman unknowingly challenging all that.

Where Louis calls Harry when he's sad- and Louis seems to get sad a lot.

Dalliance Noun /ˈdalēəns/ a brief casual romantic or sexual relationship. I would tell you how they met, how their love story if that's what you chose to call it, but showing you may be easier, it may explain the sides of their story in full.

It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

The year is 2018, two years after One Direction went on hiatus, and also two years after Louis and Harry went their separate ways. Truth be told, they went their separate ways already a few months before that. They just pretended they were still on good terms so their fans wouldn't get suspicious. What happened between the two is something neither of them wants to talk about, and they haven't spoken a word to each other since the day the band went on hiatus. Now, two years later, Louis has just accepted the offer of being a judge in The X Factor. What he doesn't expect, though, is that he isn't the only one out of the members of One Direction who has accepted the offer. Harry has too. What will happen when the two have to spend time together after two years of not talking to each other? And what if one of the other judges is someone Louis has always been jealous of considering his close friendship with Harry? © 2021 Pauline (Larrys_Girl), All Rights Reserved. Highest Rankings: #1 in ONEDIRECTION 12/2-21 #1 in HARRYSTYLES 15/5-21 #1 in HARRY 20/5-22 #1 in LARRY 3/4-22 #1 in LARRYSTYLINSON 5/1-22 #1 in TOMLINSON 4/5-21 #1 in LOUIS 9/5-21 #1 in STYLINSON 31/1-22 #1 in XFACTOR 4/8-21 #2 in LOUISTOMLINSON 25/01-22 #4 in WATTPAD 17/12-21 #277 in FANFICTION 17/5-21

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

Another day, another life. That's what it always feels like. Another day passes by, another life comes and goes, another second, another minute, another hour, passes by just like his. It's not complicated, it's not messy, it's just what it is now. Harry doesn't think he can take much more, everything hurts, everything is dull, everything is too much. Days pass by one after another in a blur of time. visits mostly from Zayn and Niall. never Liam. Harry knows it's too hard for Liam to look at Harry right now. He wants to understand, he wants it to be okay, but he doesn't and it's not.

*WARNING* Drug use and nonconsensual sex When Harry gets home, after he's dragged his sore body up the stairs, he lays on the tile floor under the scalding hot water in the shower, fully clothed, until it runs freezing cold over him. He tries to cry, to do something to make his body feel normal, but he can't. It's like his soul was torn from his body and left on that floor. He scratches at his skin and scrubs the parts of his body that aren't covered in clothes trying to clean himself of the night. It doesn't work. When he looks at himself in the mirror, his tongue is still blue from the pills, his skin is red, bruised, and cut from his nails, and there's still bright red lipstick stuck to his skin like a tattoo.