«Cariño, si lo que te gusta es dar por detrás, quizás deberías probarlo con un hombre. Tú también deberías probarlo, al menos así disfrutáis los dos». La prostituta le mandó un beso y guiñó un ojo antes de salir de la habitación de hotel. La jodida habitación de hotel de ciento veinte dólares la noche. Mierda, mierda y mierda. No podía tener razón... Maldita sea, no se lo podía estar siquiera planteando.

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]

*Historia en español* The priest thinks it's the devil, my dad thinks it's the flu... but boy it's only you. Cinco chicos, cinco caminos, pero una sola historia. *contiene larry, zaniam y ziarry*

Louis is a senior this year. Everything is going great until he bumps into a quiet boy in the hallway. Immediately, his dreams are filled with bright green eyes and curly brown hair. He must know who he is, and soon. AU, where Louis is a senior who is loud and trying to find out who he really is. Harry is a junior who loves art and is very shy. They bump into each other in the hallway, and the rest... is history. When I arrived in front of him, I stop for a second before speaking. "I forgot something." I say, waiting for his response. "In my car?" Louis asks, turning slightly to open the door. "No, this." I say quietly. most impressive rankings: #1 in #larrylovestory #3 in #jamescorden #7 in #harryandlouis #1 in #larryisreal #22 in #louistomlinson #7 in #harrystyles #12 in #larrystylinson #18 in #onedirection

It's been five years since Louis and Harry have talked last. Everything has changed, and now Louis is a waiter at his friends restaurant, and Harry is a famous actor, and for some strange reason they can't stop running into each other. Louis tries to solve the mystery of who is inviting him to all these rich after parties in the hills, while Harry grapples with his own secrets he's formed in the past five years.

Every night he stands in the middle of the road ㅡ I'm only there to pick him up. © DifferentButGood_1D 2017

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

Strawberry milk layers their upper lips, and they giggle and lick it off of each other. They taste it in each others mouths when they kiss; it's on their tongues, and filling their tummies. There are seven cartoons in the fridge, with 1 out that they keep pouring into shot glasses. They give each other a 'cheers!' and tip it down their throats. Instead of burning their mouths, it wipes away the sting that is already inside of them. (Harry still has days when he needs to feel good on the inside. Louis can see it in his eyes, and on these days, Louis needs it too. Maybe just as much.) or the strawberry milk sequel; where harry still needs help, louis' trying to give it to him, liam rents a van, zayns a bit protective of his best mate, and nialls there to tie it all together.

What do you get when you mix a socially awkward teenage mess with a boy who is, in essence, the personification of perfection? Well. ~ larry stylinson, high school au ~ Copyright © 2014 by something1d, all rights reserved. (Book 2: "someone to admire")

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it's not the first time they meet. Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won't come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can't forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty. **THIS IS NOT MY STORY** this lovely book is by green_feelings on Ao3, i uploaded it here so it's easier for me to read