This is NOT my work. This story belongs to isthatyoularry on Archive Of Our Own. If you would rather read it on ao3, here is the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5157680/chapters/11877494#workskin ~ Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever. A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

Private Investigator Harry Styles is called to help solve a brutal homicide case in a small town by the North of England. There, he stumbles upon Detective Louis Tomlinson, and although their personalities crash and dark mysteries haunt their circumstances, the pair does have one thing in common; the will to catch the responsible behind the murder. Or, the suspenseful, thrilling Enemies to Lovers that evolves more than just romance and slow burn. ~ Warnings: graphic descriptions of violence, sexual content, explicit language. I do not own any pictures or media used along the story, nor do I mean any disrespect or claim ownership over the real people that the characters are based of. This is pure fiction.

One Direction, an obscure indie rock band, is about to embark on their first cross-country tour, living out of Louis' beloved van named Patricia. Harry is in love, and Louis is oblivious. Or is he? Featuring skinny-dipping in Texas waterfalls, getting lost in the desert, stargazing under the New Mexico sky, performing in front of crowds that grow in size each night, and falling in love on the road during the greatest summer of their lives.

Louis Tomlinson is always busy, if not with homework, then with football. He rarely has time for his girlfriend, nor does he ever get to unwind, so when he's blackmailed into tutoring Harry Styles, he feels defeated. And although he has always tried to give people the benefit of the doubt, Harry turns out to be a judgemental asshole. Louis quickly realises they have something in common, though, something that may or may not make things easier between them.

Mythology/Fairytale!AU in which Louis is a dainty fairy with a temper who wants to be intimidating and Harry hurts people. Naturally, they hate each other. (Featuring Liam, the big and not-so-bad wolf who's got a thing for humans, Zayn, a human with supernaturally good looks, and Niall, the cupid who just wants his job to be easier.) NOTE: ITS NOT MY BOOK, PLEASE DONT REPORT ME, ALL CREDITS GO itjustkindahappened ON AO3

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"If you hadn't noticed, I don't have many friends," Louis whispers, the blossom of insecurity in his stomach unfurling and clawing its way into his throat. Harry is silent for a long time, and then he speaks; a soft, slow uncurl that makes Louis' stomach shake. "I'll be your friend." - 1970's AU. In a tiny town in Idaho, Louis' life is changed forever by the arrival of a curious stranger. This book belongs to fondleeds on A03

Eager to reach his families expectations, Louis lives a life of secrecy and denial. In one of the most respected households in Doncaster, there's no room for mistake. But when Louis meets Harry styles in his first year of boarding school, it seems all the more difficult to keep himself In check.

Louis is a small time singer trying to get his foot in the door of the industry to hit the big time. He plays at local settings, trying to spread his music and name around. When he plays at a nightclub run by one of his mates, he suddenly runs into someone from his past that he had hoped to forget, but the boy he once knew always seemed to linger in his mind. Only now, this man was nothing like the kind, shy boy he knew. Looking into the crowd of the nightclub, the man's eyes were glazed over and devoid of emotion. Louis despised him, still, with every inch of his being.