"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

"I love him, and yet I just dumped a dish of tapioca on him." [or where Louis loves Harry but doesn't know how to show it. Harry thinks Louis is an asshole for picking on him.]

[sequel to Detention] They thought they would live happily ever after, but can Louis and Harry survive the Summer heat? © Copyright 2014, All Rights Reserved

••complete 2014•• harry is in a coma and louis is waiting for him to wake up

"Um...call me Harrie." *1st place in The Bromance Awards: Season Two *Highest ranking as of 12/02/17: #345 in Fanfiction ©2016 Prisonerwithavision

The one where Harry is the boy next door and Zayn doesn't stand a chance.

louis has always wanted to fly. © All Rights Reserved.

"holy shit, harry! I felt it! I felt your touch!"

what's the point of living if I'm not skinny? *lowercase intended*

you're gone, and I'm stuck here wanting you.