Harry Styles, Uni student moves into a flat with who he describes as the God, Louis Tomlinson. Harry is openly Bi, having sex with anything that moves, but all he wants is his straight flat mate Louis in his sheets. What happens when he realises Louis was gay this whole time? (This contains a lot of smut, and you will more than likely need to follow to read) Xx

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it's not the first time they meet. Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won't come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can't forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty. (this is not my work. all credits go to the author, green_feelings on ao3)

Larry AU where Harry works in a bakery that the cute boy with the blue eyes comes to everyday. Harry flirts with him the only way he knows how, leaving him messages on his order of tea. But one day the cute boy brings his girlfriend with him, and Harry feels pretty stupid.

~You know how to ball, I know Aristotle~ "I guess when I'm with you for some time you tend to make me forget how fucked up the world is." In which Louis has an amazing friend group and a very big crush on Harry and asks him out every day. And every day, Harry rejects. Or: A larry boarding school fic based on jily and the marauders. FOR WATTPAD AND ITS GUIDELINES: Louis and Harry are 17 for most of this story but they both turn 18 towards the end and that's when the little bit of sexual action starts. There is no kissing or touching whatsoever underage.

It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

Louis sent 14 messages before he died. One to his mother, one to his sister Lottie, one to his sister Fizzy, one to his sister Phoebe, one to his sister Daisy, and nine to his best friend, Harry Styles.

In which the biggest and most iconic pop singers are the royal family, the high society of the world. In which the king doesn't like the queen, but the other king. A Larry Stylinson fanfiction. [all characters in the first chap and the tags] mature because: language mostly. it's about Louis Tomlinson so what did you expect? There's also smut. So now you're warned completed - 17th august, 2021 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in larrystylinson

The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that's exactly what he did. ------- this is not my work!! it's velvetoscar's on ao3. I'm just publishing it so it would be easier for me to read it!! :)

Louis Tomlinson, 28, internationally succesful football player for Stoke city and the national team. He's openly gay and happily married to Harry Styles, who sacrificed his career to support his husband and raise their children. As Louis' football career starts really kicking off, needing him to train a lot, go on international trips with the team, his family seems to be getting in second place. Will Harry be still happy with a second place? Will he still be willing to sacrifice everything for a husband who's never there and kids that start asking where their other dad is? What if Louis gets an opportunity he can't refuse, but that requires him to move abroad? Choices have to be made, fights be fought and tears will be shed. Who will win this game, or is there even a winner?

Young love. There's nothing like it. Beautiful, yet dangerous. It changes people. It can help the weak ones, but also destroy the brave ones. Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. Locked in a closet, begging to get out. How much can one person possibly take until the feeling of letting go takes over?