Harry isn't gay, Louis' just quite beautiful. Or maybe that's just a pathetic excuse for the truth, as Harry finds his life comprised largely of pathetic excuses in all kinds of places, and even to the extent that he has come to expect it, but whatever he could never have expected was the feelings coming over him in presence of local twink and renowned gay Louis Tomlinson, and the consequences of that: consequences that found themselves forming in what could only be described as a pathetic excuse for a love letter

One shots about Larry Stylinson, ranging from cute to angsty to sad

"I don't understand." "Then let Daddy teach you." [Italian translation available]

louist91: I kinda really wanna suck your dick louist91: no homo tho ••••• {HIGHEST RANKING: #3 in FanFiction}

"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

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