"Stay," Harry whispers desperately, pressing his lips to Louis' temple like he can somehow ease the pain that's blooming there, but he can't make the pain stop and no matter how hard he tries he can't make Louis stay. - {not my story} COMPLETED

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The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- disclaimer: this work is by @isthatyoularry on a03! THIS IS NOT MY WORK, I TAKE NO CREDIT. A ALL CREDITS GO TO ISTHATYOULARRY!!!! please check out all of their works and support them by reading their fics on a03!! © All Rights Reserved

How was Harry expected not to look when every instinct of his being was begging him to capture Louis' pure personification of beauty to his canvas? How could Louis be blamed for letting his guard down upon seeing the bruises, the countless scars, and the reason behind Harry's tears? How was Harry ever expected to forget the way Louis made his entire being ripple with arousal and longing? How would Louis ever forget the way he felt safety and comfort with Harry after years of lonesome? OR Where Harry hates one-night stands for the sole reason that he can't have someone without becoming attached. What happens when Harry's mother decides to move in with her boyfriend, only for his son to turn out to be Harry's one-night stand? Will both boys be able to contain their attraction for each other or will it get the best of them? Will they risk their parents finding out and pursue each other? Or will they silently pine for each other? Continue reading to find out.

One Direction has been together since the 23rd of July, 2010. Now that their five year anniversary is coming up, they are all under a lot of pressure from management. What will happen when the pressure gets to Bradford bad boy, Zayn Malik? And how will his best friend/partner in crime react? A/N I'm sorry in advance. Directioners, be ready for tears. PS please credit me if you use any part of this story, its all good but at least credit me pleaseeeeeeee or ima pull a zayn... ------------------- I started this fic when I was eleven... it's really quite bad I'm in the process of editing, so some chapters may be better than others. sorry for the terrible writing :)