Louis: Come for me Harry! Harry: . Louis: Oops, I meant come to me. Louis makes Harry cringe really bad most of the time, and yet Harry finds himself turned on in the end. ©NovocaineLarry 2015

"you're a fish!" "for the love of- no, im half fish, you idiot." * or the one where louis is a merman and harry wasn't supposed to find out. [{short story}]

[fem!larry ; completed] Harry nearly chokes when she realizes that Louis is wearing a crop top. A striped little thing that showcases the small swell of her breasts and her flat and -overwhelmingly aesthetically pleasing- stomach. She's also wearing a choker. Which. You know. Is fine. Harry is fine. Harry is totally fine and semi-exclusive with Nick Grimshaw -who is intensely fit and also a lad that Harry has had a crush on for literal years- and she is totally, not at all attracted to the semi-punk rock girl that broke her phone. That doesn't mean that she can't try to be mates with her, though. And that's what she will do. Half of her kind of wants to prove Louis wrong, that she is more than a 'smart, pretty type' of person that doesn't associate with 'punk rock slackers' like her. They are totally a good fit to be good mates, Harry is sure of it. She also kind of wants to have a little bit more of a peek into the alluring enigma that is Louis Tomlinson, but that's something that only Harry and her cat has to know. ((aka: the fem!larry punk rock/flower child au that no one asked for but i decided to write anyways.))

Josephine was the daughter to a rich doctor father and trophy wife. She wasn't a socialite like her sister Gwen, she was just shy plain old Josephine. She was the pariah of high society. When her mother sticks her with the job of managing a kissing booth at a stuck up charity event, one kiss from beautiful and popular Olivia Winchester changes everything. All rights reserved to moi. Copyright © 2014 TheGodAthena17 Old Cover by: @jennisonsilverye

"I love him, and yet I just dumped a dish of tapioca on him." [or where Louis loves Harry but doesn't know how to show it. Harry thinks Louis is an asshole for picking on him.]

[ SHORT STORY ] arachibutyrophobia; (noun) a fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of one's mouth ▄︻̷̿┻̿═━一 louis doesn't like peanut butter, yet harry always insists that he tries it. ♡ story idea credit to: GerardBaby ♡

"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

this girl has comes into lou's shop four times a week, with her brown curly hair in a bun and pink skirt on her waist. she plays with the puppies and always leaves a tip for lou, sometimes up to 8 pounds. she never knew why this girl with the brown hair and beautiful eyes came into her shop until one day lou asked her why. "bad day's call for warm puppies" OR where harry really likes wearing pink skirts and petting puppies and where lou really likes wearing black jeans and seeing harry pet puppies. (fem larry) !!!LOWER CASE INTENDED!!! verylarrie 2015 All Rights Reserved

Louis's life was supposed to be perfect. He was engaged, happy, and recently scored his dream job as an art professor at a university. So then, why can't he stop thinking about the mysterious mute student in his class?