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"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."

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some A03 larry fan fics recs

(COMPLETED) After moving school, Louis Tomlinson knows that this town isn't normal. Strange sightings, unexplained disappearances, very introverted people and him. The tall, peculiar boy that lives down the street, colour-changing eyes and pale skin. But what Louis soon finds out, there is more of them, a lot more than just Harry styles. 'I'm always going to be a monster, and I don't deserve to be loved by someone like you.'

Harry is Louis' new roommate, but little did Louis know , not only did he speak a completely different language, he seemed to be interested in him, and was hiding something that would put both of their lives in danger . . Or au where Harry, a stranger, moves in with Louis in order to pay off the bills. Harry intentionally flirts and acts confident around him, even though Louis can't understand him, but one thing Louis learns, is to never judge a book by it's cover . Facades can be deceiving , really .

BadBoy!Louis NewBoy!Harry That's almost it. Almost. Because just like Harry hasn't always been the New Boy, Louis hasn't always been the Bad Boy. And Harry really wants to know how the flamboyant boy from the pictures he has seen, with the colourful trousers and striped shirts and easy going smile, has become the Bad Boy. Harry also wants to be part of the football team, as clumsy as he is. #1 in larrystylinson (07.08.2022) #1 in larrysmut (February 2019) #1 in 5sossongs (November 2018)

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Illicit: forbidden by law, rules or custom. 17 year old law student Jessica Walsh meets Harry Styles in the most unusual situation you could possibly imagine. At the time, whilst Jess is focusing all her attention on trying to achieve the best grades she can to get into university, Harry and his friends are facing a possible prison sentence for arson. When the pair cross paths during the last week of summer break it doesn't exactly go swimmingly and the two opposites don't get along at all. Despite living in the same small town for years, they'd never met before, but after the first time they somehow seem to end up in the same place at the same time more often than not. They say opposites attract, but if you play with fire you're bound to get burned. Highest ranking: #74 in Fanfiction #1 in #onedirectionfanfic #1 in #harrystylesfanfic #2 in #harrystyles [Harry Styles/One Direction AU] [COMPLETED]