Harry breaks up with his boyfriend a day before Valentine's Day and Louis tries to cheer him up.

Louis moves into a flat while he’s at university, his next-door neighbour, Harry, who he’s never seen is rather loud at night. Louis confronts him about said noise and the two start to chat through the rather thin wall between their bedrooms. Will they ever meet, and if they do… what could ensue for the both of them?

His chin is grabbed harshly, facing the two deep green eyes that have been getting on his nerves for the past ten minutes. The smirk on the man's face does not vanish. The grip of his hand on Louis' chin does not soften, his thumb at the side of his lower lip. His smile widens as he answers Louis' question, ❝My name is Styles, but you will call me Captain.❞ • Pirate AU Highest Ranking: #16 - bottomlouis [COMPLETE AT 87.4k]

Louis is ready to find the love of his life, but first he has to stop falling for the punk rocker next door. 🔴This story is NOT mine. I'm just reposting it. All credit goes to @mcpofife on ao3🔴

NOT MY STORY @isthatyoularry on ao3 Published: 2014-06-30 Words: 19198 https://archiveofourown.org/works/1873962?view_adult=true * The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent. The second thing is that in the end, nobody's supposed to find out it's about you. The one where Harry writes a song about his English love affair and Louis sleeps with someone in White Eskimo and all he gets is a stupid song written about him.

Repost from whoknows on ao3 "What about this, Captain?" Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively. Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He's lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He's clearly a prisoner, but there's something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry's brain. Something he can't quite put his finger on. "Put him in my cabin," Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry's back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can't understand any of it.

Harry is 98% sure Louis hates him. So he feels like his bewilderment is justified when the omega offers to help him through his rut. Alpha Harry, Omega Louis.

This is NOT my story all credits go to dolce_piccante on ao3 - In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He's rich. He's handsome. He's reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/4034197/chapters/9071932

Louis loved being manhandled, he loved being pressed against a mattress and getting fucked hard. He loved being fucked against a wall and Louis loved being spanked. Louis loved being carried and taking bubble baths, he loved wearing pretty lace panties and he absolutely adored being called kitten and princess. Louis loved all of these things, he just didn't know it yet. And what better person was there to teach him then, Harry Styles? Louis' a little interested in writing and Harry's very interested in Louis. They're just trying to make things work. Or the one where Louis gets lessons about sex from, Harry Styles, a man who doesn't know how to love.

They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there's one thing that completely annoys him, it's that there is a community college right across the street from St. Mark's Private School, and he has to look at the poor, totally inappropriate students that go there. Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to Doncaster's community college, just because the Holmes Chapel comprehensive expelled him twice in the span of two years, so he and his family had to move to another town. He has no future because he never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he's either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there's one thing he absolutely hates, it's the snobby students attending the private school right across from his, who think they're better than anyone just because their parents have money. When they meet, Louis is nothing but disgusted by the tattooed boy, and Harry can't help but laugh at the innocent yet sassy boy with blue eyes and amazing arse. Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that's the last (and maybe the only) thing they need. (Disclaimer: I'm from America and know close to nothing about the education system in England, so I apologise in advance.) LAST CHAPTERS ARE ON PRIVATE BECAUSE OF MATURE CONTENT! YOU NEED TO FOLLOW IF YOU WANT TO READ -- Thank you @Cupcaribo for the banner ! Love it :)