Harry had been hopelessly in love with his straight friend Louis for a very long time. Louis with his perfect girlfriend and perfect life. They met in Uni ten years ago. Ten years of pining and unrequited love. Harry needed to get over him! Their group of friends (Niall, Zayn, Liam, Harry, and Louis of course) went on vacation together once a year since they moved to different places in England after graduation. They traveled to Italy together this time and Harry got the surprise of a lifetime. Purely fictional. Smutwarning. This is from Harry's point of view.

Best friends since the beginning. Biggest boy band in the world. Falling in love. Kept secrets and angry fans. Does love last? Is it even love? Can one tell the other?

Harry was a shy, socially awkward and geeky boy who is also the school's own personal punching bag. He was constantly bullied. He's never had many friends, and was pretty much invisible to the world around him. Louis, on the other hand, was the school's bad boy and jock. He had a reputation for sleeping around, and never having a solid relationship that could last more than a few weeks. He'd occasionally bully people but not as often as his friends. One day, Harry was invited to a party and was lead into a prank. Louis, though, had other plans for the boy, who just so happened to have a crush on him. What could possibly go wrong when Harry and Louis find out that they're about to take on new roles, change their reputations, and learn to work together when it's handed to them unexpectedly? «Larry Stylinson Fanfic» Caution: May have Triggering Events

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it's not the first time they meet. Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won't come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can't forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty. **THIS IS NOT MY STORY** this lovely book is by green_feelings on Ao3, i uploaded it here so it's easier for me to read

"You're a part of my job," Louis spits back trying not to sound irritated. Louis knows he's right; he knows that he bends his rules for Harry, that he gives him special treatment, that he gives Harry more of himself than anybody else gets. "Okay," Harry finally says. "I understand. I just thought," Harry sighs. "It doesn't matter, are you ready to go in?" Louis presses his lips into a line wishing he had said anything else to Harry than what came out of his mouth. But it's there, it happened, and it's hanging in the air between them like a thick fog.

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)

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

16-year-old Harry has OCD, causing him to have repeated thoughts, feelings, ideas, sensations, obsessions, and behaviors. He thinks he's a freak. There's a new boy at school who disagrees. This boy could be the one to break down Harry's walls, and his name is Louis. **Warnings: Selfharm (PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY SELF HARM), OCD, language.**

"Stop," Harry whispered as the smaller man in front of him placed his soft delicate hands on either side of his head. Harry whimpered as he felt another body press his own. "Never..," there was a smirk in the older, shorter man's face, it made Harry's body tremble in delight. He knew it was wrong, he knew that if his family found out about this, they won't hesitate to lock him up. But he couldn't stop himself. Before he could drown himself in his own thoughts, the smaller man placed his chapped yet warm lips on Harry's. He moaned and visibly shivered causing the older man to chuckle. "L-Louis...," Harry moaned. Fuck! Weren't they supposed to be rivals?

What begins with a few likes on Instagram, turns into a perfect love story.