"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

halloween night is when the jade-eyed stranger in the same bloodied white shirt costume makes his appearance to louis. and he only shows up on that night every year to fulfill one evil purpose. © niahuls [completed] highest rank: 6/17/14: #184 paranormal 10/17/14: #439 paranormal (wtf why is it ranked again??)

Louis is a regular at the small café Coffee Crave, and he starts to take interest in a new customer. It might be the emerald eyes that dart around the tiny shop nervously, or the way that his cherry lips are pulled into a frown most of the time, but Louis instantly wants to help the boy. It doesn't help that there are pink scars lining the boy's wrist. He feels the urge to hold him and whisper sweet nothings into the boy's ear. To kiss him until he is dizzy off of love. He should miss his recent ex Eleanor; but all he can think about is the curly haired boy and the way it would feel to have him in his arms.