» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « Harry is tired of being the single one of his group of friends. But everything gets worse when all of them start getting married and Harry is invited to their weddings. What happens when Harry downloads a 'rent a date' app to find his plus one? Mᴀʀ. 2021

In a world where Louis Tomlinson's sharp edges keep everyone at bay, and Harry Styles drifts quietly through life weighed down by anxiety, an unexpected connection changes everything. What begins as a tense encounter over a library seat slowly grows into a tender, healing love that helps them both face their deepest fears and darkest grief. Through whispered conversations, stolen kisses, and small acts of kindness, Louis and Harry discover that sometimes the hardest battles are fought together-and that love can be the softest, strongest refuge. The one where Louis Tomlinson is mean to everyone, well everyone but Harry Styles.

When Louis first saw Harry at the 2010 X Factor Auditions, he thought he was watching a peculiarly special stranger. But Harry has known Louis ever since he was five years old. Because Louis has a rare genetic disorder that causes him to Time Travel to important moments in his past and in his future - and to Harry, always to Harry. When they're put into a band together, it seems like everything Harry has been waiting and wishing for has finally come true. Except for the small fact that Louis doesn't know that Harry is in love with him- that Harry's always been in love with him. Fate, it would seem, is just getting started. A story about growing up and growing together, and the impossible love that makes it all worthwhile. ~~~~~~~~~ IMPORTANT! THIS IS NOT MY STORY. THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN BY THE AMAZING usedtothebeach ON AO3 AND ALL CREDITS GO TO HER.

"Lou." "What?!" Louis pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration. "Me and Harry are fine, everything is fine, this trip will be fine." "You don't seem fine." Niall mumbles. "Look Ni, this whole me and Harry thing is in the past okay? We're adults... a-and that's all there is to it." Louis takes a swig of his second glass and wonders if perhaps getting sloshed on the plane ride there is not the best way to deal with his emotions. He decides he doesn't care. OR Harry and Louis break up before the hiatus and a year later they have to spend two weeks in Italy together for Liam's wedding. TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ -mentions of sexual assault (Happy ending!)

*NOT MY STORY* all credit goes to cherrystreet on ao3!!! An AU in which The Bachelor is gay, Louis is a contestant, Harry is the bachelor, everyone drinks a lot of champagne, the entire world gets to watch them fall in love, and no one plays by the rules. *cover is AI generated

NOT MY STORY!! All credit goes to crinkle-eyed-boo (KimmieRocks) on ao3!! Louis blinks his eyes open, his eyelids fluttering as the room swims around him. He takes several gulps of beer once he confirms that he's definitely not hallucinating, that the very first portrait Harry Styles ever painted of him is hanging on that wall. Louis stares at the wall, his heart jackrabbiting in his chest as he realizes that there's not just one painting of him, there's five, the portraits lined up like they're some sort of storyboard depicting the rise and fall of his deepest love. His greatest heartache. A pain that cut him so deep that he left the fucking country, severing all ties with his life in New York, now suddenly surrounding him as if he'd never left. Fucking shit motherfucker fuck. -- Louis returns to New York City five years after he left it - and the love of his life - behind. He didn't intend to see Harry again, but fate has a funny way of pulling them together, whether they like it or not. After making a begrudging truce, they both start to wonder: Would it be so bad if history repeated itself?

Louis finds himself out of place in LA, unable to get at an itch that’s been bothering him for years. He supposes back in the early days, home hadn’t been a place. It’d been a person. He’d etched it permanently into his skin for fucks sake. It was always him and Harry. Stuck to each other like super glue. Pulled together by some magnetic force, existing in their own bubble. Everyone could see it, but that was half the problem, wasn’t it? It's not like Louis can pinpoint the exact moment in time when him and Harry fell out of sync. There wasn't really one at all. It had been a gradual slip, like the tide wearing away at a sandstone cliff. Chipping the solid foundations until there was nothing left to stop the structure falling to the waves below. It's not like he spends all of his time sitting around moping over a lost friendship, he's good at distractions. ------------------------------------ It's a story from Archive of our own! All credit goes to suicxne! :) Hope you enjoy!  

"Get your head out of your ass for once" Louis shouted angrily his cheeks red with anger. "i'd rather have it near yours" Louis choked at Harry's words, his own caught in his throat thinking of something to say back. But when Harry walks closer to him cornering him against the locker placing both of his hands on each side of his head he knew that he won't be able to talk for the next hour and he'd rather not knowing that what will come out of his mouth won't be words.

Louis inherits a house from a family member he never knew existed. Harry takes care of the garden. Niall is one step from calling Lorraine Warren and sure to see Louis in an episode of The X Files soon. __ A story of soul-deep connection, relentless haunting and the quiet strength it takes to remember. My Heart Is a Haunted House asks: what if you could find your way back, over and over again?

Against his wishes, Omega Prince Harry Styles is arranged to mate with someone he doesn't love, much less knows. Though he pleaded to his parents incessantly, they not only refuse to comply but force him to depart on a ship days later. Harry prays for fate to step in, to change what's to come, however, the answer he is given is not exactly in the form he had hoped. Enter Will Tommo - deadliest pirate captain of all seven seas.