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

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

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

» 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎 « ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢᴏɴ ᴀs ᴋɪɴᴅʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀʙᴀᴄᴋ [ 𝘓𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘰 ] _________________ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʙʏ ᴍɪᴄᴀᴇʟᴀ ʟᴏᴘᴇᴢ. [ ɪɢ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: @micaelablopez ] Louis is a student at the National Dance Academy on his last year before graduation. He is the best dancer there is, and he fucking knows it. Louis thinks he has his future bought. He thinks he is going to be the main male dancer every time he wants to. But suddenly, things don't go as expected when his ballet teacher change, having now Mr. Styles as his replacement. Harry Styles isn't like the old teacher, he applies new rules, and Louis surely doesn't like them. Louis thinks Mr. Styles has something against him, but what Louis doesn't know is that this teacher would actually be his only way to succeed. This story contains: - Smut. - Possible triggers. Fᴇʙ. 2021

I've always been taught to hold my head high, to look presentable- to look better; to be better. I've always been told that to win, I have to be better than the others; turn everything into a competition worth winning. I've always been forced to be polite. But how can I compete? How can I rise above when I'm caught up in being nice to everyone I meet? ************************************************* Harry comes from a very rich family. His father is a powerful business owner and a very controlling man. Louis is a carefree guy who was dragged into going to the fancy dinner party by his equally careless friend.

"So this is my new secretary?" Mr.Styles asked, raising one of his eyebrows. "Yes." The now ex-secretary replied. Mr. Styles frowned, giving Louis a once over, "I was expecting...someone...I don't know, better?" "Excuse me, Mr.Rude, I will be the one managing your schedules from now on so you might want to watch your tongue."

Harry Styles is the owner of a very popular strip club called LURE and he happens to need a new stripper. When he spots a perfect brown-haired boy in the mall and over hears him saying he needs to make lots of money and he needs to make it quick, he doesn't hesitate in offering him a job. Will the boy turn it down, or will his need for money coax him into taking it? [this is a Slow Burn story so if that's not your thing, don't read, this is your warning so please no NEW comments complaining about it, thanks :)]

Louis is a media student who slowly starts falling in love with the beautiful Harry Styles who is a dance student. There is just something about the way he moves to the music that makes Louis want to watch him. |trigger warning|

Louis moves into a flat while he’s at university, his next-door neighbour, Harry, who he’s never seen is rather loud at night. Louis confronts him about said noise and the two start to chat through the rather thin wall between their bedrooms. Will they ever meet, and if they do… what could ensue for the both of them?