Harry Styles has a problem and its name is Louis Tomlinson. When the boys of One Direction go on a vacation in 'Paradise', Harry can't help but think that maybe things will go his way for once. However, he soon realizes that keeping his love for his best friend and band mate a secret is much easier said than done; especially when every night his mates decide to partake in the childish and sometimes dangerous game of Truth or Dare... (Book 1 of 3) -re-edited in 2021-

״צא מפה״ ״למה אתה משקר לעצמך? ממה אתה מפחד?״ ״אני לא רוצה להפעיל כוח, עוף מפה!״ ״אתה מפחד ממי שאתה, זה מביך הארי-״ ״עוף מפה! לפני שאני אעיף אותך בעצמי.״ ״אני מקווה בשבילך שיום אחד תקבל את מי שאתה ותפסיק להכחיש. זה פתטי״ -תכנים מיניים ~הושלם~

"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

Things couldn't have been better in Harry Styles' life. He has the bestest friends anyone could ever ask for, the fame, the fans, the money, and most of all, the boy, Louis Tomlinson. That is, until secrets are finally revealed. This breaks up the happy couple, now making them miserable and bickering constantly. The other boys, annoyed by the whole situation, decide to take matters into their owns hands. They decide it's time to revisit the one and only Dominican Republic. The boys decide to try something new and play Never Have I Ever, adding their own personal twist, in hopes to reunite Harry and Louis. (Book 3 of 3)

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. not mine-> isthatyoularry (a03)