As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

Louis Tomlinson was just a guy in a town at a school....and well he was bisexual....no one really bothered him for it well there is a chance someone will....if he ever goes near that person...harry styles...he's been warned and ever since stayed away from him but what happens one day when louis' mom invites an old friend and her son over for dinner.... (Edit: this is unedited and may go into editing in the future, I'm sorry for any mistakes) [Words: 19,141]

Harry Styles, a twenty-seven-year-old mafia boss, known as one of the coldest, most ruthless men in all of London. Louis Tomlinson, a sweet innocent sixteen-year-old high school student with two absurdly overprotective brothers. What happens when the two's paths cross and Mr. Mafia seems to develop a soft spot. - "You're mine little blue eyes," --

Larry Stylinson AU!! Harry Styles is extremely rich, he gets the girls, the perks and the luxury of the VIP.....though that is mostly because of his parents who were an owner of a large furniture company.But after one eventful day on a pub, where a group of kidnappers tried to get Harry, His mother, Anne was thoroughly convinced that Harry needs to have a bodyguard. So she hired Louis of course...xxxxx (700k reads!! thanks everyone for reading)

Harry Styles has secretly been in love with Louis Tomlinson from the very first day he laid eyes on him, but Harry must keep this a secret for the band's sake. Stress, conflicts and just being around Louis begin to make Harry question his ability to keep pretending that Louis is not everything to him. Hating others and himself, taking his own life comes to mind more than once. One night, the unthinkable happens; and this causes Harry to lose all control. The matchmaking skills and advice from Niam will not help and Eleanor is only making it worse. Harry is sure Louis will never love him back. Or will he? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ { Disclaimer; all characters in this fictional story have NO connection to their actual personas besides their physical appearances and names. All personalities of the characters are simply created from my own imagination, and used for no purpose other than, story telling. } ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I hope you enjoy(-:

NOT MY STORY @isthatyoularry on ao3 Published: 2014-06-30 Words: 19198 https://archiveofourown.org/works/1873962?view_adult=true * The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent. The second thing is that in the end, nobody's supposed to find out it's about you. The one where Harry writes a song about his English love affair and Louis sleeps with someone in White Eskimo and all he gets is a stupid song written about him.

THIS IS NOT MY WORK. ALL CREDITS GO TO isthatyoularry ON A03!! How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view.

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. Hello! This story is not mine!! It's by isthatyoularry on ao3. Also this story was taken down for lord knows what reason but I'll upload it again, I got a lot of messages asking what happened but I have no idea either. Also, I will be uploading the harry's pov to this book as well. Happy reading :)

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers. Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.