It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

THIS STORY IS NOT MINE. This was written on tumblr by harrypnotic. It's one of my favourite Larry fanfics so I decided to post it.

Harry is the biggest nerd at his school by day, but the most famous camboy by night. No one else knows about his after school hobby except for his mum, his sister and best friend Liam. Louis is the most popular person at school and is known for bulling the gay kid, Harry. No one but his best friends Niall and Zayn know that secretly he's gay himself and finds himself constantly watching a particular camboy. Little does he know he bullies him every day.

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP

Harry is a feminine photography student, Louis is a football player. One day Harry gets the task of photographing a male model and craps his pants when Louis walks in. What will happen when both their worlds collide?

Schoolboy Harry lives a relatively quiet life, never quite making any friends and always doing what his parents ask of him. When he meets party animal Louis, his entire life gets turned upside down, but will it be for better or for worse? Tw's: mentions of alcohol and drugs, abuse, smut

Roxanne Styles, a bartender and sometimes a provocative dancer on the bar with a dark past. She is desperate to feel free and has her walls up when it comes to love. It took a few charms and flirtatious moments to get him hooked to her. Now, she can't get away from him. Niall Horan, the hothead frat boy who loved one night stands and nothing serious. He had no choice with the life he has and is stuck with it. He has no interest in no girls that are easy game. It took one party to get him hooked to her. Now, he can't stay away from her. Both of them don't have the life they wanted. She thinks he can't handle a girl like her, but what if he can? Two different people, different dark pasts, and yet, they are the same more than they ever thought. Will they make it till the end? Can nothing come between them? This story is not to be translated or reposted anywhere without my consent or knowledge. This story is only available on Wattpad. If you see this story is posted somewhere else, please let me know. Completed July 2014

"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 so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction