Everything has finally become too much for Louis to handle. The lies, fake relationships and fake smiles. The fans were right. They had always been right. Louis loves Harry but isn't allowed to have him. He's had enough and no longer wants to live this fake life. "You were right... All of you have always been right. Every look, every subtle touch... You were right." As he signs onto a live video chat for the last time and tells the world what they already knew, will it be enough to make Harry realize the true meaning behind Louis' words? "So in the next... 27 minutes I want to tell you the truth. Every last bit of it... But 27 minutes is all the time left before I say goodbye." --------- This book is originally written by Happinessintime, an amazing writer who's account disappeared a long time ago along with this amazing story.

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers. Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.

Louis interns at the state prison and meets Harry who's on death row with only six months until his execution date. - "Why would you want to love someone who's already gone." "I didn't choose to, but I do, and now I'll just have to accept that my heart will be shattered."

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

Hi, it's Harry. Well, it's not always Harry in the story, but mostly it's me. Right now we're all pretty happy. But something went wrong, VERY wrong. Soon, one thing after another and, boom. We're dead. Nice, right? Well it sucks, watching your four best mates die on you, not necessarily give up, but yeah, it does happen. It isn't fun when it does. I want everyone to know my story, our story really. I want it so badly to be our story once more. But you can't get a perspective from someone who doesn't breathe.

Hello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.

Where Louis Tomlinson is depressed and ready to die. But, Harry Styles randomly comes into his life and tries to help him get out of his depression while Harry is in a little mix of his own type of depression. But before Harry tries to save Louis he bullies him repeatedly.

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he's found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. (please keep in mind that this has not been edited as I am just posting it over here for the people who asked for it)

Dear Diary, There's nothing wrong with loving another boy, right? I'm not any different from the others. I'm still the boy who was born on February 1st. I just happen to be in love with the boy born on December 24th. But since I do, it limits what I can do. There's many things they won't let Louis and I do together anymore. Some of it I don't understand at all. I can't stand it. Just let me love. Love, H .xx copyrιgнт © 2013 lιndѕayιѕтнecraιc. all rιgнтѕ reѕerved.

"Why do you want to kill yourself?" Harry asked cautiously, watching as Louis' frown slowly turned into a grin. "Why don't you want to kill yourself?" He asked, tilting his head to the side and watching Harry's reaction. Harry took a deep breath before answering, "So I can live." Louis laughed, "I want to kill myself so I can die." In that moment Harry realized something, Louis was broken beyond repair. However, he was never going to give up on trying to put his broken pieces back together. Warnings: self harm, anorexia, bulimia, attempted suicide, etc. Please know what I do not, in any way, encourage self harm or suicide.