With deliberate slowness, Nine lifts his hand, carefully placing a tiny dandelion behind Tommy's ear. "There," he murmurs, softly brushing his knuckles against Tommy's rapidly pinkening cheek, "you're beautiful." Tommy swallows audibly, striving to drown out the pounding of his heart. He musters a hushed response, "I think you've had too much to drink." Or: He's attracted to what he's attracted to ━ and apparently this tall, middle-aged, so-called assassin with evident anger issues and the voice of a fallen god (Ada's words, not his) does it for him. Tommy wants to 𝘥𝘪𝘦. [ tommy shelby x male!oc ] ...

THIS IS NOT MY WORK ‼️ all credits go to Isthatyoularry on AO3📢📢 (I only do that for easier accessibility) SUMMARY : How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. (Read and vote <3)

Harry stood there in the moonlight with his arms wrapped around Louis as the older lad swayed them in front of the building’s door, not sure what to say to him, how to explain himself. But at the same time all Harry could think was that friends don’t do this, two people working together can’t do this. At this point though he couldn’t care less about what he was told he couldn’t do. So before he let go of the man in his arms and without thinking he dipped his head and gently pressed his lips to Louis’ cheek, making the older lad freeze before he grinned softly to himself. “Goodnight Lou.” And before Louis could mutter anything back, before he could ask another question Harry released himself out of Louis' grip and walked towards the door of his building, but not without hearing a quiet “goodnight Haz” behind him. Or Harry Styles. It was a name everyone knew, a person the public loved. But he had one impossible task. Write and record his third album in a month. This is where Louis Tomlinson comes in. He wasn’t famous, not by any means. But this songwriter was going to make Harry's album possible. That is if fans, the media and falling in love don’t get in the way first.

"It's like my brain is playing hide and seek.. only one day I won't find it." Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles have been best friends since kindergarten. The pair was inseparable. At age fifteen, they became more than just bestfriends. At age sixteen, there was a diagnosis, and the world came crumbling down on them. Louis had one of the rare cases of adolescent Alzheimer's. Now, at age 26, Harry can feel his love is slipping through his fingers. And there isn't a thing he can do about it. This is their story. [COMPLETED] Trailer: https://youtu.be/3sMDLWRY2pE COVER BY: @lostinstyles__ ©bittersweetlou2018

You'd be surprised how much you can have in common with someone completely different from you. Or Louis is a quiet and shy famous football player who has a secret obsession with fish and Harry is a photographer who talks enough for the both of them.

Harry Styles falls asleep a sixteen year old boy nervous about his upcoming X-Factor audition that could make or break his career. He wakes up a twenty-six year old man with a husband and two children, and no recollection of the past ten years.

The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the "perfect" girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn't realized he didn't actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson. This story is not mine. Domesticharry(Lis) owns this story on ao3. All credits goes to her.

Evelyn Diggory has been outcast by her family, finding comfort in her Slytherin Classmates. Never finding anyone intriguing, she keeps herself at distance from a relationship. But 6th year is where it all changes, especially after a new boy Mattheo moves into the school. Slytherin meets Slytherin, instant attraction, slow(ish)burn Some chapters are quite short and some are quite long, because I merged them together.