Harry's goal is to become a trauma surgeon so he starts as an intern at the Kemp hospital. He is motivated until he meets his supervisor Dr. Louis Tomlinson. And it looks like Louis doesn't make it any easier for Harry. Will Harry make it to his goal? Even if his dark past haunts him? 'Never stop. One day you will be someone's hope. Someone's lifesaver.' 🩺 This is a medical fanfiction about Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson. Story contains mentions and/or descriptions of drugs, abuse , alcohol, mental illness, sex and vulgar language

One where tatted and pierced up Louis stumbles upon a strange boy who likes pink sweaters and pretty flower crowns. He sort of changes his life, and Louis can't help but be sort of grateful. Filled with giggles, tears, and new discoveries; A story of first loves, and terrifying beginnings.

Harry's life was perfect. Stunning girlfriend. Good friends. The picture perfect idea of his future after graduation. So when his mother uprooted his life to move to a different country, Harry Styles couldn't wait to get back to it. But in the meantime, making friends is probably a good move. Meeting the boy next door, Louis Tomlinson, Harry feels lucky to find a good group to help him get through the year. That is until it becomes increasingly more obvious to him that maybe he's looking for something more in his new friend than a bit of company. Struggling to come to terms with this life altering realization, Harry turns to Louis for comfort, but will a budding relationship and a new life full of secrets come between Harry and the life he's always pictured for himself?

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.

harry and louis have been dating since they were 14 and at almost 15 harry looses his virginity to louis what happens when harry becomes pregnant and louis is not ready to be a father and walks out on harry DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A DOCTOR, LAWYER, THERAPIST OR IN LAW ENFORECEMENT SO ALTHO SOME OR MAYBE ALL MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK, ITS FICTION SO THE FACTS ARE NOT ACCURATE ================================================ boyxboy smut fluff bad words alot mpreg and what ever can fit in this story "UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY"

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. ALL CREDITS TO ISTHATYOULARRY ON AO3 THIS IS HERE FOR PEOPLE WHO DONT HAVE ACCESS TO AO3!!

It took little time for four year old Harry Styles, and the new kid on the block, six year old Louis Tomlinson, to become the best of friends. The boys spent most of their days together until a tragic mishap a few days before Louis' seventh birthday tears the boys apart in a manner that no one expected. Louis Tomlinson had been kidnapped and the only thing left of him from that day he had spent with Harry was his red knit hat discovered in the snowbanks days after his disappearance. The event shook up the town of Cheshire and rattled Harry Styles for most of his youth. He wondered if he would ever see his best friend again? Would anyone ever see him again for that matter or would Louis remain the boy on the milk cartons and the posters? ----------------Reviews---------------- First Place prize in the Larry category of the 1DBromanceAwards! "This plot was very original! I've never read anything like this! Its brilliant!" ~SaraLovesUnicornsxx "I am speechless... This story is too good, I can't use words to describe." ~MrsOneDirction "Aww, I'm not usually one for boyxboy, but I must admit--this is adorable and good." ~LilithMayNot "More. I have never read something like this. I love it!!" ~1directionsway "I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS!" ~TheMilkaWay "One word: oneofthemostoriginalgreathilariousfanfictionsi'veeverread." ~marti_1D © All Rights Reserved 2013

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"Louis booked a flight to Berlin to fuck Harry Styles. He should've booked an exorcist instead." After six months of radio silence and fifteen years into a beautifully toxic situationship neither of them will ever admit to, Louis Tomlinson wakes up in Los Angeles alone, to a sunrise, a half-smoked joint, and a text from Harry Styles that simply reads: "i want you to get me pregnant." His relationship with Zara just went public. She's all sunshine, green smoothies, and Instagram-ready happiness-everything Louis should want, and nothing that makes his hands shake. So, his life, on paper, should be content. Instead? He books a last-minute flight to Berlin, cancels his studio day, and lets himself fall headfirst into the kind of chaos he swore he'd grown out of. What follows: a private fetish club with chandeliers and chapels, MDMA delivered mouth-to-mouth, angel wings stolen off a stranger, and enough sin to make a priest cry. Somewhere between lace panties, pierced cocks, and a dungeon full of bad decisions, Louis realizes two very inconvenient truths: 1. He would do anything Harry asked him to. 2. Harry might've actually gotten himself pregnant. (Not really. Probably. Maybe.) In the end, they're wrecked, high, and tangled together-again. Because this is who they are: saints, sinners, and something far worse in between. Warnings: Toxic codependency, at least three separate existential crises, lace panties, molly-fueled mistakes, pierced cock emergencies, religious imagery used very incorrectly, and Harry Styles riding Louis Tomlinson straight into blasphemy. It's chaotic, unhinged, stupidly sweet in all the wrong places, and cruel enough to make you wonder why you ever started reading in the first place.