They're from rival schools, they're the captains of rival football teams, and so they're rivals. Right? Well that would be the case, but the only thing is, Louis' been pining over a boy he calls Curly, for years. Will something finally happen between the two or are they destined to be rivals forever? Louis x Harry Larry bitches <3 *Finished January 2022*

Where Harry is in love with his professor...

harry and louis are teachers inside of a high school, and sometimes they act more like teens than their own students do. their constant pranks on one another and non stop bickering might just bring them into a place they never expected to be in. ♡ BOTTOM ! HARRY ♡ WARNING: PROBLEMATIC CHARACTERS DO NOT READ IF YOU WANT HAPPINESS THE ENTIRE TIME

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

Tired of having no experience, they decided to have sex together. Louis and Harry are two friends who have sex. Excited storyline with a bit a drama and smut. [Ziam included.] * English is not my first language, so you probably see a lot of grammatical errors. Please feel free to correct me and I will edit it as soon as possible for better reading. Enjoy the reading ♥️*

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit

i open my hand, spotting seven small snowflakes. oh god, louis! without wasting another second, i start to run for my life. * credits for the unedited cover go to rockitrocket on tumblr, make sure to check them out!

"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