harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

❝Simon Says we're a real vibe killer...❞ -It's too late now, but I regret everything. Horror Game au. --In order to fulfill their wishes they have to reach the end.-- Will they make it?

"I still remember, third of December."

"You have the whole fucking world. What more could you want?" short story. warnings: swearing, anorexia.

••complete 2014•• harry has a homophobic dad, but he still loves louis

••complete 2014•• louis runs a gang and harry dates gang members

This is a small collection of one-shot letters between Louis and his band mates after his successful suicide attempt. This story shows the pain and hardship of losing a band mate, a friend and a loved one.

••complete 2014•• on a rainy tuesday a gun was fired ten times within their high school. one loved the shooter. the other lost his best friend to him

Hello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.

Louis Tomlinson isn't your averaged 19-year old boy. He hears voices. He talks to himself. He is trapped in his own little word. Soon, the voices start telling him to do bad things. Just burn your hand, it won't hurt. Just slit your wrists, don't you like blood? Maybe you should take a few extra pills. The voices were now screaming at him, commanding him to do all the horrid things. After he listens to them, and cuts a deep gash into his arms, his parents put him into Medical Meadow Institute. There, he meets Harold Edward Styles. He was suffering from Severe Multiple-Personality-Disorder. These multiple personalities all feel differently about Louis, but all Louis wants is for Harry to be happy. And maybe, just maybe, they can start it all over again.