Larry Stylinson version of the movie "The devil wears prada". This story is already fully written, updates every week.

Louis was lonely so he looked up random numbers to rant to about his crush Harry Styles. Little did he know that he was texting Harry Styles himself. (Short Story)

Harry breaks up with his boyfriend a day before Valentine's Day and Louis tries to cheer him up.

What happens when a pizza boy rescues a boy from his abusive ex, saves the boys best friends life and teaches the abused boy to love again? In this story, we meet Louis who has just come out of a terrible relationship and Harry who ends up delivering pizza to him but stumbles upon a terrible sight.

"Fuck me." "Maybe later." Or the one where Harry keeps fucking things up in the store and Louis is the rude employee he always has to deal with, but soon finds himself enjoying it. *Completed* ©asbowden14 2016

A Contract. That's all Louis needs to fulfill himself. A simple signature and a NDA. Louis has been living the life of a dominant for a long time. He thinks emotions are irrelevant and it's safe to say that Louis ignores matters of the heart like the plague. In comes Harry Styles. Warm, green-eyed, hot, virgin and Louis finds himself going crazy. But will they last long with Louis's ways? And Harry's dark past? *Warning: Please don't read if you're not comfortable with BDSM, mental illnesses, or past abusive relationships* Copyright 2015. All Rights Reserved. Created by ReaperLover123. Cover made by the amazeballs HunterMay18 Please do not copy this story.

*COMPLETED* Louis Tomlinson is a famous vlogger, admired by many, but little do they know that he's gay. Louis' been experiencing a sharp pain in his back, and ends up at a massage clinic. Harry Styles, the clinic's hottest and gayest masseuse, decides to take care of Louis' pain himself. •top harry •smut smut smut •I'm dividing it into several chapters but it's not that long enjoy <3<3

"Stop," Harry whispered as the smaller man in front of him placed his soft delicate hands on either side of his head. Harry whimpered as he felt another body press his own. "Never..," there was a smirk in the older, shorter man's face, it made Harry's body tremble in delight. He knew it was wrong, he knew that if his family found out about this, they won't hesitate to lock him up. But he couldn't stop himself. Before he could drown himself in his own thoughts, the smaller man placed his chapped yet warm lips on Harry's. He moaned and visibly shivered causing the older man to chuckle. "L-Louis...," Harry moaned. Fuck! Weren't they supposed to be rivals?