It was August when everything changed. By October, the leaves changed, and so did Louis' heart. OR: An enemies to lovers dystopian au where Harry is an elite alpha and Louis is a rebel omega with too much to fight for. Every move made is monitored, and a fertile omega's purpose in life is one thing: to give children to their alpha.

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

For three years, Harry has been running from his past. Now, he is moving to London and pledges to fulfil his only dream -- making it big in the music industry. Not everyone has a place, though, and the competition is tough. As is his past catching up on him. Louis is part of the biggest boy band of the world, and getting there had meant a lot of hard work, as well as sacrificing parts of his heart and soul. He's still happy. Maybe not as happy as he could be, but who is he to complain? Featuring Perrie as Harry's adorable flatmate, Niall as his manager, and Liam and Zayn as Louis' bandmates. Creds to green_feelings on ao3

(Completed) "You've got all the money in the world, Haz. I mean, you're filthy rich." "Yes, I've got all the money in the world, Lou. But you have family, friends and an amazing personality. You are truly rich." or in which Louis gives Harry his extra seat on a plane and finds out that Harry isn't as snobby as most rich people are and Harry finds out that Louis is not as rude as the bourgeois he knows.

Every month, Full Moon Dreaming reveals a person's soulmate. Sometimes it's an object or a place, or for the lucky ones, the love of their life. Louis has given up hope of dreaming of a person, resigned to living a life devoid of that kind of all-consuming love for another and receiving the same in return. But when a new neighbour descends on Louis' beloved Hanson Bay and moves into the other beach house, could all that be about to change?

Louis is the crown prince of England and he's fine with that, until his parents think it's time for him to get married. It has been tradition for eternity: the royal in question will make a test which will find their significant other. After complaining, Louis agrees with his parents request and makes the test. Harry makes the test and is pared with Louis. But even though they should be perfectly compatible, they despise each other. - ♛ Winner of the royalty category of the watermelon waves contest 2022 ♛ First chapter: 11-06-2022 Completed: 20-09-2022

This story belongs to cherrystreet on AO3. Check it out: https://archiveofourown.org/users/cherrystreet/pseuds/cherrystreet Monica: You've got to see her again. Ross: And why do you care so much? Monica: Because! You could get to live out my fantasy! Ross: You had fantasies about Emily? Monica: No! Y'know, the fantasy! Meet someone from a strange land, fall madly in love, and spend the rest of your lives together. The one where Harry Styles moves to Connecticut from England for nine months as a part of a study abroad program, and he just so happens to move in with Louis Tomlinson and family.

Louis is the feisty captain of Great Britain's baseball team, the kind of guy who dominates every room he enters and doesn't take shit from anyone. Harry is the indie-pop star who just so happens to be taking some time off music to explore the world of baseball.

The lethargic sound of heels clicking against wood resonated across the sea. Footsteps descended the staircase, every assured step creating a menacing aura as it grew closer. Perspiration gathered along Louis' palms as the rhythmic sound halted in front of him. "Captain," Malik greeted. Louis watched out of his peripheral as Malik's boots shuffled back a few steps. Sweat matted the hair along the nape of Louis' neck as he waited for something to happen. He felt as if a sharp blade was twisting his gut as the silence became tangible. There was a metallic slide of a sword being pulled out of its sheath, the sound startling Louis out of his cocoon of sterile shock. His shoulders jumped as the tip of a blade flattened underneath his jaw. Louis' distorted reflection stared back at him in the polished metal. Engraved rose petals twisted his appearance as they crawled up the length of the sword. The sword lifted and took Louis' chin with it. Standing in front of Louis was Captain Styles. OR The one where Louis is the commodore's son who is forced to become a part of Harry's crew when he is captured.

au; a hangover, a cup of coffee, and bumping into an ex might be all louis needs to find love again