Harry was in the biggest boy band in the world. He was also one half of the best (or worst, depends on who you ask) kept secret relationship in the music industry. Now, almost five years on, after One Direction has broken up, and Harry and Louis' relationship has as well, a video threatens to put everything at risk. One determined Irishman, a massive publicity stunt and two begrudging exes are all it takes to bring One Direction back to life and maybe, just maybe, Harry and Louis' mangled love life too. Or: Harry and Louis are forced to fake-date after an old video from when they were dating emerges. I did not write this. All credits go to ludythegoosey on ao3.

[Complete] Louis and Harry were never supposed to end up like this-strangers with history, exes in the same industry, ghosts in each other's orbit. Back when One Direction was still together, they had something real. Something messy, complicated, but real. Then the band fell apart. And so did they. Now, years later, Harry's solo career is thriving, and Louis has built a life of his own. They haven't spoken, haven't seen each other, haven't acknowledged the weight of what they left behind. But when Harry brings his tour to Los Angeles-the city Louis now calls home-old wounds start to reopen. Louis never planned to go to Harry's concert. He's spent years avoiding him, pretending they're just two people who used to know each other. But when Niall pushes him to show up, he starts to wonder: is it really over, or were they just unfinished?

Harry could tell he was upset. He denied it, but Harry knew, Harry always knew. He wanted to comfort him, but couldn't take the chance of someone seeing and it putting their relationship through even more. "What's wrong?" Harry whispered, hoping no one would notice. He worried more as he saw the tears well up in Louis' eyes. He could count on one hand the amount of times he's seen louis cry before now. He's always so strong. "Please," Louis whimpered as a tear escaped. Harry was about to ask what he meant, but stopped himself, he knew. "Louis. You know I want to, so much, but I can't. We can't. They'll kill us, we'll loose our jobs. You always say-" "Please," Louis cut him off, touching his arm slightly. The older boy knew exactly what he was doing and how this simple gesture would affect the younger lad. "Please just kiss me."

••complete 2014•• harry is a singer and louis is a sassy barista

Harry Styles had it all. He was a record-selling artist who played on all the big arenas around the world. His shows were always sold out and he had the best fanbase. The only thing he didn't have was the one thing he wanted the most: freedom. He had been discovered at age 16 and he had been too naive. He and his mom had signed a ten-year-long contract and they didn't understand then that they signed away his freedom. His management controlled almost everything. They refused to let him come out as gay. Instead, they made him look like a womanizer, forcing him to go on date after date with beautiful high profile women. Harry was so tired of it. He somehow managed to convince his manager to give him three months off. He immediately packed his clothes and headed to his farmhouse in the north of England for some alone time. To his surprise the old couple that was his only neighbors had their grandson helping them out. A gorgeous blue-eyed man named Louis... Purely fictional. Smutwarning!

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

*One Direction/Larry Stylinson fan fic, just be warned xo* "It's crazy how wrong you can be about someone." When One Direction's Harry Styles has his heart broken by his now ex girlfriend, can a certain member in the band help him regain his confidence, and maybe let him know there's someone out there that truly loves him for who he is? I suck at these things, but the actual story's better, I promise(; © just please don't steal my shit, thanks x

Harry Styles (a record selling artist) had the feeling that someone was watching him all the time. When he talked to his manager Jeffrey about it he revieled that they recieved numourus letters from a man calling himself Harrys one true love with very graphic content, pictures and death threats. Jeffrey decided that Harry needs a bodyguard 24/7 to Harrys dismay. That's how Louis Tomlinson entered his life.... Purely fictional. Smutwarning. Triggerwarning: mentioning of weed in chapter 7.