Ever since Harry stumbled into Rough Patch, Louis couldn't get him out of his head, whether it's teasing him about his music taste, or trying to see the blush that creeps over his face, or making the dimple in his cheek make an appearance. * "I work at a record store, love. Music is literally my job, I have taste." "I dj and host at a radio station, love." Harry retorted, mocking Louis' accent as best he could. But he didn't do a very good job of it. "Music is literally my job." "That's a good thing then, you've got a face for radio." Louis' voice was dripping in sarcasm, a smirk plastered on the shorter boy's face. Harry's eyebrows knit together, glaring down at the boy. "Are you calling me ugly?" Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk out of the store. "Wait," Louis called. Harry stopped on his heels, expecting an apology. "What radio station do you work for?" He asked instead. "What's it matter, since I've got no taste?" * Or the one where Harry works at a radio station and Louis works at a record store so they bicker over music. It's teasing and it's cute. * The playlist for this fic is in my bio * #16 in larrystylinson

Louis and Harry grew up together in a quiet rural town just outside of London. From the very beginning, Louis felt an unexplainable pull toward Harry-something he didn't fully understand until years later, when he realized it had always been a crush. Harry, charming but a little air-headed, never seemed to notice the lingering glances or the subtle, affectionate touches Louis gave without thinking. Then, just days before their high school graduation, while hanging out like they always did, Louis-tired of hiding, aching with the weight of unspoken feelings-finally confessed his love. It backfired completely. Harry didn't feel the same. Worse, he admitted he wouldn't be attending the same university as they'd always planned- he was moving away. No warning. No real goodbye. Crushed and bitter, Louis spent his first year of college drifting-isolated, numb, unable to move past the heartbreak of losing his best friend and first love all at once. So, how do you recover from someone who was your everything? It's not until senior year that he sees him again: a painfully familiar face in a place he never expected. After all this time, after all that hurt... how is Louis supposed to react? Can his now fragile, stitched-up heart take it?

Louis Tomlinson is everything to his high school in Doncaster. All the girls want him, and all the guys want to be him. Football star, straight A student, he's the golden boy. And strangely enough, he's not taken. Harry Styles is a nobody. No friends, no allies, no enemies. A zero, a nothing, bottom of the food chain. All he wanted was for Louis to notice him. Just once, to see him, and not look through him. So what happens when his wish is granted? Will these two become more than friends? And, if so, will it last?

[Completed] "You have to calm down, love. Your heart starts racing when you get all excited like that. It's dangerous," Harry says, massaging his pressure points to try calming his heart rate down. Louis just smiles, taking a deep breath, "Can't help it." or where Dr. Styles, cardio-thoracic surgeon has a heart transplant patient, who just can't help but flirt.

There's a coffee shop that he goes to every Sunday. There's this boy with a camera that takes pictures of the flowers that surround the building. He calls him his flower. In which Louis goes to a coffee shop and Harry likes to paint flowers that he sees. Until he doesn't want to paint anything else but his flower, Louis.

"fuck boy" "but you still liked the pic though" "yeah yeah" » larry stylinson « © stylinhemwin (emma) 2015-2016

When Harry and Louis run into each other in the library.

Boarding school AU where Harry and Louis are academic rivals until they realize they're more similar than they thought.

[completed] Harry and Louis are best friends and roommates. After Harry's messy breakup, Louis offers a very unexpected way to help him cope. What starts as a favor quickly turns into something much more... but how far will they take it before it all changes? classic best friends to friends with benefits to lovers

THIS ISN'T EXACTLY A FANFIC! Think of it more as a short story or a companion piece to my fic Falling for Him. It's literally just a collection of Harry's journal entries about Louis--soft, chaotic, and a little ridiculous in the best way. Someone once said they'd totally read Harry's journal, and honestly? That sounded way too fun to pass up. So here we are-just a silly, sweet little addition to the universe. No tags, as I don't want this to really be seen as a full on fanfiction. If you read Falling for Him and remember Harry's journal then you'll understand this.