Harry has a terrible anxiety and Louis solitudes his fears in the pleasant art of ASMR [ASMR, for those of you who don't know, is a tingly reaction you feel from various sounds and movements meant to relieve you from anxiety and help you sleep. Google it for more information] -- Credit to: little_aesthetic_weirdo on instagram for the Harry edit, I only did the text --

in which harry is really insecure and louis loves to compliment people. © All Rights Reserved.

Louis Tomlinson is a thief, and a damn good one at that. Most have heard of him. Most don't understand him. And Harry Styles is the FBI agent who can never seem to catch him. (Cover made by @UniquelyOrdinary)

❝Marry me.❞ ❝What?❞

"Well Louis, I'm the devil and you are in Hell." or, Louis, an angel, is dragged to hell from heaven in the after life. A hot tempered devil awaits his arrival.

Harry Styles is a loner with social anxiety and a boring life. His past constantly mocks him and he has a severe self harm addiction that nobody, not even his best friend Zayn, knows about. Louis Tomlinson is the first openly gay member of his town's football (soccer) team and he doesn't want his sexuality to define him. He hates being known as "Louis, the gay one" and he is constantly bullied. He is very insecure about his sexuality and does anything to seem manly, which includes begging Niall and Liam to let him be. Both boys attend the same college. When they meet, their newfound friendship turns out to be great for the both of them. It eventually turns to a relationship. They are both in their own states of Misery.

Harry is being torn apart. He feels as though he is not good enough for anyone, and he deals with these feelings in a self destructive manner. But when one of his band mates catches him in the act, will the truth finally come out? Will he be able to abandon the path of destruction?

••I accidently bump into someone in the halls and drop all my things. "Watch where you're going faggot." I just roll my eyes and start to pick up my things. I hear someone chuckle before they bend down and help me pick up my things. "Let me help you with that curly." I look up to mock the person and see a pair of bright, ocean blue eyes staring at my emerald green ones.•• This is the story where Green meets Blue. ▪▪Warning▪▪ May contain mature language, sexual content, and alcohol/drug abuse. I will try to remember to put a warning on the chapters it happens. You have been warned.

"J'ai brisé ton couple. Tu es hétéro. Tu étais bourré. Tu ne m'aimes pas. Peut être en tant qu'ami, mais pas au delà. Pas comme moi je t'aime. Nous sommes différents, Louis, ça ne changera jamais. Tu as juste pitié du petit PD que je suis. Tu ne peux pas m'aimer." disait-il. Mais même si la vie est une pute, que les gens sont des connards qui font des erreurs, le destin fait parfois bien les choses et les gens qui s'aiment finissent par se retrouver. Et leurs âmes sont comme deux aimants que rien ne pourrait séparer, l'un n'est plus rien sans l'autre, parce qu'ils sont Harry et Louis et qu'ensemble, ils pourraient vaincre le monde. l a r r y s t y l i n s o n #11 in Fanfiction