[Complete] Louis and Harry were never supposed to end up like this-strangers with history, exes in the same industry, ghosts in each other's orbit. Back when One Direction was still together, they had something real. Something messy, complicated, but real. Then the band fell apart. And so did they. Now, years later, Harry's solo career is thriving, and Louis has built a life of his own. They haven't spoken, haven't seen each other, haven't acknowledged the weight of what they left behind. But when Harry brings his tour to Los Angeles-the city Louis now calls home-old wounds start to reopen. Louis never planned to go to Harry's concert. He's spent years avoiding him, pretending they're just two people who used to know each other. But when Niall pushes him to show up, he starts to wonder: is it really over, or were they just unfinished?

actions and reactions. (or: harry hasn't spoken for a year and his boyfriend, louis, has yet to figure out why. harry is a sophomore in college and louis is a senior, and they navigate a world of noise.) [June 2021] word count: 50,000 words trigger warnings: attempted suicide, trauma/ptsd, severe physical violence, smut

"You don't want to have the taste of how good it is when you know you will never be able to have it." It was only meant to be a one night thing, but when the country goes into lockdown, Louis Tomlinson finds himself stuck in windsor castle, in company of his royal fucking highness, Harry, the prince of England.

IT'S NOT MINE ONLY POSTING IT HERE Wear It Like A Crown by zarah5 SUMMARY AU. As part of a team of fixers hired to handle a gay scandal in Buckingham Palace, Louis expects Prince Harry to be a lot of things-most notably a royally spoilt brat. Never mind that the very same Prince Harry used to star in quite a number of Louis' teenage fantasies.

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

[Completed] Summary: "We'd like to give the fans what they want." Magee states, placing his hand on the table in front of him and leaning forward. "We want to give them Larry Stylinson." Or, take a parallel universe where Louis and Harry were never together, mix in a two year hiatus and an impending comeback, pour in a dash of lost fans, two tablespoons of strong friendship and a Modest! employee with a good idea. Add a squeeze of pretending to be a couple, lots of kisses and a tattoo or two. Stir. Serve: the mother of all publicity stunts. (aka Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story is NOT mine. I just reposted it from Ao3. Author : infinitelymint

NOT MY STORY "What about this, Captain?" Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively. Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He's lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He's clearly a prisoner, but there's something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry's brain. Something he can't quite put his finger on. "Put him in my cabin," Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry's back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can't understand any of it.

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.

well well well (no im not louis' cat) OKAY SO THIS FIC IS NOT MINE ALL CREDITS GO TO hattalove (the real author of the story) AND I CLAIM NO CREDITS IN THIS ~SUMMARY~ five years ago, harry styles left his tiny home town to make it big as a recording artist. he didn't have much regard for what he left behind - a life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone. now, harry has everything he could possibly want: he's rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. but when said boyfriend proposes to him, he's forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and louis, who's spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers harry sent him.

@eerbooks asked me to write a story where one of them is a driver for the other. Louis moved to London and got a job as Harry Styles (famous artist) personal driver. He thought that he would be a rude celebrity but to his surprise, Harry was really sweet. A special shoutout to @Harold4President who asked me to include Harry kissing Louis freckle on his hand in one of my stories. Here it is. ❤ Purely fictional, some smut warning.