A well-paid stripper. A rich married business man. What could possibly go wrong? Oh yeah, Louis is married and struggles to get a divorce. So when he offers Harry a proposal he can't deny, it gets pretty messy. #1 in Louis #1 in Tomlinson #1 in stylinson #1 in styles #1 in toplouis

Harry is the innocent boy who wears flower crowns, he has a huge crush on a badboy. Louis is the popular badboy who rules the school and has too many tattoos, he has a huge crush on an innocent flower child. (This is a kinda (very) cliché Larry Stylinson story) WARNING VERY CRINGY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Punk!Louis/Badboy!Louis and FlowerChild!Harry

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"You're still seeing in black and white?" Liam said, no longer beating around the bush. "Yeah, but maybe there's some kind of problem, you know?" "The problem is that you're still with Eleanor even though you know she sees colors." "But maybe there's just a problem with me and I'm never going to be able to see colors and she is my soulmate. Maybe there's just something wrong with me." I tried to argue but we both know that that's not true. Soulmates and colors are almost an exact science, there can't be anything wrong. The colors don't make mistakes. "Do you see colors with Eleanor?" He asked, already knowing the answer. "No..." I answered after thinking about it for a second. I don't know why I thought about it. It never changed. "Then she's not your soulmate." He said matter-of-factly. "Okay, then who the hell is? Who's my soulmate and why haven't I met her already?"

"Daddy... Daddy that's Peter Pan." "Nate, love, don't point," Harry said softly, gently pushing his son's hand down and offering the man sitting across from them at the table an apologetic smile. "That's not Peter, he just-" "How did you know I was Peter?" the man interrupted him, whispering to Nate as if it was a secret just between them. "Are you one of my lost boys?" or Harry is on a cruise with his son, and meets a blue eyed man who happens to be a famous voice actor and singer for children's animated movies.

» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « Where Louis' son, Freddie, has Harry as his kindergarten teacher, though he might end up teaching Louis one thing or two. ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ Nᴏᴠ. 2020 ɴᴇᴡ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ Sᴇᴘ. 2022

There are no coincidences in life. Just happenings of fate. The most beautiful yet tormenting one being Love; A meeting of two people who can accept both the dark and light sides of each other. However, when 24-year-old Louis and 23-year-old Harry cross paths, they fear that when you have a dark side as big as theirs, nothing is ever as good as it seems. With one struggling to find his way out of his traumatic past and the other surrendering to the familiarity of staying alone, Will they be able to find light within the darkness? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: There will be smut and mention of angst, blood, murder, and trauma.

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

Louis ging es in letzter Zeit immer schlechter, und zwar aus verschiedenen Gründen. Erstens: Er war in Harry verliebt. Problem: Harry hatte einen Freund. Zweitens: Er mochte sein Aussehen nicht. Problem: Er konnte nicht wirklich etwas daran ändern. Drittens: Er und Harry hatten sich auseinandergelebt. Problem: Er litt darunter. Um seinen Problemen zu entkommen, flüchtet Louis in eine Welt die zwar auch aus Schmerz besteht, aber Schmerz, den er kontrollieren kann. Und das ist etwas, was er braucht: Kontrolle. [Larry Stylinson] [Side Niam and Zerrie] (WARNINGS: Self Harm, Eating Disorder, Violence, Depression) Copyright ©gunsformikey All Rights Reserved 2013 (english version available on my profile)

Harry und Louis. Zwei unterschiedliche Jungen. Während der eine um seine Blindheit kämpft, versucht der andere dem anderen das Leben zur Hölle zu machen. ©looveestylinson, 2016 Das Werk einschließlich aller Inhalte ist urheberrechtlich geschützt. Alle Rechte vorbehalten. Nachdruck oder Reproduktion (auch auszugsweise) in irgendeiner Form (Druck, Fotokopie oder anderes Verfahren) sowie die Einspeicherung, Verarbeitung, Vervielfältigung und Verbreitung mithilfe elektronischer Systeme jeglicher Art, gesamt oder auszugsweise, ist ohne ausdrückliche schriftliche Genehmigung der Autorin untersagt. Alle Übersetzungsrechte vorbehalten.