Not my story - written by isthatyoularry on Ao3 Summary: 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. Disclaimer: None of this is real. Nothing in this is meant to imply anything, nor does this reflect my personal beliefs about anything or anyone. This is fiction.

"I love you to the moon, stars, galaxies, and beyond, my angel." - Or, the one where 16 year old, Louis Tomlinson, has a crush on his Geometry teacher, Mr. Styles, but doesn't realize that the feeling is extremely mutual. Until he does. © - trips2venus (no longer accepting translations)

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]

Harry Styles became the fastest selling record artist with sold-out concerts and an award winning actor. He proved to everyone that he could make it to the top without his bandmates. He was happy. Was he? Louis Tomlinson had not been seen and visible in the limelight. No paparazzi, no cameras, no pressure. He lived a simple and life with his son, Freddie. He was happy. Was he? Both of their wishes came true. Both live in different world. But what happens when blue meets green, green meets blue? After 10 long years. Best Status of the Story (so far...) #1 Larry #1 Stylinson #1 OneDirection #1 manxman #1 Liam #1 LouisTomlinson #1 Styles #3 HarryStyles #14 LarryStylinson

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

"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.

Harry Styles, Uni student moves into a flat with who he describes as the God, Louis Tomlinson. Harry is openly Bi, having sex with anything that moves, but all he wants is his straight flat mate Louis in his sheets. What happens when he realises Louis was gay this whole time? (This contains a lot of smut, and you will more than likely need to follow to read) Xx

"You know," He whispered. "The pirate way is to take your pretty finger with the ring. If you want to keep your lovely hand you have to give me something else of value." Louis swallowed again, harder this time. "I don't have anything else." He mumbled worriedly. Averting his eyes. The pirate grinned. "Oh, but I think you do." --- COMPLETED STORY.