"I'm not here to entertain you. We're not friends. This is already a punishment, I'd rather not have it worsened by a little gay boy who thinks he's on vacation." ********** Harry's an optimist. Any crimes that he may or may not have committed, well, he believes it's for the greater good. Until he gets caught, and the federal government decides to test-run their new system they've implemented by banishing him to a deserted island. Even then, he tells himself to look on the bright side. At least he has a few other criminals to spend his time with who are equally as corrupt. Except the one that he's taken a particular liking to, a well known hitman who goes by the name of Louis, has developed somewhat of a hatred for him. Harry figures, though, that with six criminals, the forces of nature, and all the time in the world, he has the perfect chance to change that.

"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