» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴏɴ ᴀs ᴋɪɴᴅʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀʙᴀᴄᴋ [ 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ] ______________ Cᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟᴀ ᴘᴀᴏʟᴀ. [ ɪɢ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: @_dani_pao ] Louis' mother always told him and his siblings fairytale stories about how she met their father and how the sea brought them together. Louis as he grew up, stopped believing in them, but always felt a strong connection to the calm and peaceful sea on their countryside. For him, sand beneath his fingers, sun hitting on his skin and the sound of the waves crashing on the shore is the best combination for his mind peace. It's always the same around Louis' daily routine, nothing ever changes, until it does. And suddenly his mother's stories don't seem very far from reality. ᴊᴜʟ. 2021

"Or maybe you just don't like the idea of being tainted. You don't want to loose your purity right? Is that what you want, Baby? Maybe you love being empty and pure too much." Louis mewls and shivers at the hand that gripped his thighs tighter, he whimpers licking his dry lips, "I do want to be yours. Don't wanna be pure and empty anymore." He murmurs, legs spreading further more for Harry and Harry shakes his head, "You already are mine, Little Blue." When the universe wants to let you meet the one person created for you, it'll happen. No matter the time no matter the consequences you will meet your soulmate when the stars and planets and galaxies collide.

NOT MY STORY @isthatyoularry on ao3 Published: 2014-06-30 Words: 19198 https://archiveofourown.org/works/1873962?view_adult=true * The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent. The second thing is that in the end, nobody's supposed to find out it's about you. The one where Harry writes a song about his English love affair and Louis sleeps with someone in White Eskimo and all he gets is a stupid song written about him.

(Not my story) "So, we're friends?" Louis asked timidly, his blue eyes looking up at Harry through his lashes, Harry's chest suddenly feeling all weird. Fuck everything. His life really was one big mess at the moment but maybe he should just go with the flow and see what happens. Couldn't get any crazier than it already has been anyway. "Yeah... we're friends." [Or the one where Harry's an underground boxer, Louis' the prize and now Harry has to fight to protect him]

"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

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

"Hey Harry. Really sorry to do this to you but an emergency has come up with Vera's mum and we've had to jump a flight home. My mate Louis is going to take over my LYFT clients while I'm away. He's got my car and my phone and everything else. Hope that's okay. He's a good guy and I think you two are going to get along brilliantly. Catch you soon, Benny." OR the one where Harry gets a replacement LYFT driver, Louis is just trying to earn some extra cash before the baby arrives, and they both end up with way more than they bargained for. Spanish translation by louelsolecito now available: https://www.wattpad.com/1143996778-going-my-way-%CA%9A%C9%9E-traducci%C3%B3n-%E2%9C%94-%E2%99%A1 Notes: This work contains explicit sexual content.

The smutty one shot no one asked for where Louis is everything but a slut for his older brother's best friend.

A hesitant fist hovers, ready to knock on the hard surface, when suddenly the door swings open revealing a small child with a huge smile plastered on her face. "You're here, finally!" She beams up at him, haphazardly brushing her orange hair away from her eyes. He can't help but let a grin fill his face at her anticipation. Bunching his pants at his ankles, he crouches down to her level. "You must be Margret." "Actually, only my daddy calls me that when I'm in trouble," she explains with an assertive tone. "So you can call me Margo." "Well, Margo, it's nice to meet you. I'm Louis." or the single father harry and uni student nanny louis fic where if it wasn't for a little red headed spit fire they wouldn't have met

Louis is a famous English fashion designer and Harry is a pro American football player. what happens when a twitter post leads to them crossing paths.