"Louis. You're my guardian angel. You saved my life." I say shakily. My voice is unstable and I can't even recognize it anymore. I squeeze his soft warm hand. His eyes scan every inch of my face before gently pushing my curls back. He shakes his head blankly. Unable to pull his stare away from my lips. "No Harry." He says. "You saved mine." ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° After the sudden death of Harrys sister, Gemma, he finds himself on the top of a building in New York. Him, his mom and his horrible stepdad had lived there for the past year. The torture of his depression and recent loss caused Harry to run away from home. His plan was to commit suicide, but as he was standing on the edge of the rooftop a blue eyed guy rescued him. Louis Tomlinson. Harry then refused to return home so Louis offered him shelter. Let's just say that it sure doesn't take long for Harry to fall in love with this stranger that he's now sharing an apartment with. How would Harry have known that this boy would not only save his life, but change it forever? ~All you need to do is survive~

"No one knows?" "Nope." "No strings attached?" "Nope." "Fine." --- Louis Tomlinson has been battling depression ever since his dad commit suicide. He doesn't have many friends and to make matters worse; he's gay. That's when Harry shows up in Doncaster. He's rude, stubborn, and close minded. Harry immediately hates Louis. Louis is the exact opposite of Harry, he's quiet, polite, broken, weak. But when there is only 2 homosexual lads in one town, you learn to accommodate. That's where it started; harmless fun. A quick shag now and then. But when Harry is around Louis' depression disappears, his nightmares of his dad are gone too. Can hate really change into love? ****WARNING: some of the chapters are private so you must be following me to read them. (the smut chapters) {also first time writing full on smut}

IF YOU HAVE ISSUES RELATED TO ANYTHING IN THIS STORY PLEASE DONT BE AFRAID TO REACH OUT FOR HELP National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 1-800-273-TALK (8255) Crisis Text Line Text 741741 Childhelp National Child Abuse Hotline 1-800-4-A-Child or 1-800-422-4453 LGBT National Hotline 1-888-843-4564 The Trevor Project 1-866-488-7386 or Text "START" to 678678 Louis Tomlinson was raised in a Christian house. He believed in god but he didn't believe the church's teachings. He longed to express himself but his mother was strict to her Christian ways. Louis was gay but he kept it a secret along with the way he wanted to live. Whenever his mother got mad she would hit him then claim, 'I would never abuse you, abuse is a sin. I do what I do to you as diciplin' He just wants to be free. He thought he was trapped until one day when Harry shows up at the bakery he works at. Harry Styles is your typical punk. Screamo music, piercings, tattoos, spikes and chains, eyeliner. He was hated by the town for being different and openly gay. No one ever got to know the real him because in truth he was the sweetest boy ever and was truly caring. When he meets the struggling Louis Tomlinson he can't help but feel intrigued by the older boy. *Sorry I suck at these, just read the story to find out hopefully it will be better than this. This story will have swearing, self-harm, and boyxboy. If any of these bother you please don't read. Also if your last name is Tomlinson or Styles or you know someones who is, I highly suggest you don't read this story.*

Louis Tomlinson: 24 been in a mental asylum from when he was 18 when his parents found him on the floor off the bathroom with his wrist slit. His family called him crazy said he only wanted attention. They did not know he had depression from being bullied all the time in high school how they keep at it after,going to his job and telling him he was a ugly fag. he was a loner had no one but his sisters tell they turned there back on him and did not even try to stop his parents from taking him away and putting him and this new hell hole of a place called south alexander hospital for the mentally insane. Harry styles: 20 put into south alexander hospital for killing his mom step dad and sister. saying that he was framed and it was a colored man who tied him up and put him into the basement the judge said he was not right in the head and should get help. he has no one and cant get the image of all the dead bodies out of his brain it keeps replaying. the blood the tears the worst part is how he could only tell one person the story because he had to being selective mute only being only to talk to people he trust. ****** HELLO LARRY!!!!!! ok so this has depression self harm and may trigger some so don't read if it might because I love you and want you all to be happy. if you ever need someone to talk to just message me I might can help. this is boy on boy!!!! // Book 1 (Book under slow editing)

Every night I drift to sleep with the same damn question. Why? Why can't I be with him? Why can't I be excepted? Why does my father hate me so much? Why do I hate myself so much? I can't guarantee that I'll ever find the answer, but I guarentee I'll try. Louis Tomlinson isnt the happiest teenager alive. He deals struggles with abusive parents, bullies, depression and loneliness. He sees himself as a cliche tragedy that will end shortly. Then, he meets Harry Styles.

Harry Styles is seventeen and has been abused for the majority of his life. He's broken. At school he shuts every one out. At home he's constantly beaten by his step dad, Mark, who is drunk or high most of the time. He just allows Harry to endure whatever kind of pain he can cause and Harry lets him. That is until secretly insecure Louis Tomlinson shows up to town.

Louis Tomlinson has always had self esteem problems; he never thought he was skinny or handsome, as he became older, he began to try to change things. Louis began to change his style of clothing and his hair, he also began to diet. His dieting was different than other peoples diet, he started to starve himself and if he had ate too much, he'd make himself purge. He felt like he needed to be perfect for someone to love him, he feels like no one would love a fat blob like him. Harry Styles is sad, very sad. He doesn't know how to explain his sadness, all he knows it that he wants to die; he doesn't want to live. He hates himself more than anyone on this planet. Harry doesn't exactly know what's wrong with him, he can fake a smile, he can make it look like he's having the time of his life when in reality he would rather be dead. Harry hates himself, he hates everything about himself; he believes that no one would love him; a suicidal boy that cuts himself. Both of these boys have different things wrong in their life, but they're both beautiful, they're both kinda like a mosaic; broken into pieces, but still works of art.

Book 1 in the CCHR Series WARNING: Self Harm--May Be Triggering Harry Styles is messed up. There's no other way to put it. He's hopelessly in love with someone he can't have. Someone who is taken. His best friend. He spends most of his waking hours thinking of him. Scratch that.. ALL his waking hours thinking of him. He just can't get him out of his head. But that isn't all. He has scars to show how much he really loves him. He keeps adding more everyday. It's unhealthy. The only one who can save him, is Louis. But he's too concentrated on loving Eleanor. So Harry has fallen into routine. Cry, Cut, Hide, Repeat. Its slowly killing him. Copyright.

Louis Tomlinson has had a thing for his football coach since grade 9. Harry Styles catches an eye for one of his players. What starts as harmless flirting turns into a big secret. Warnings: Swearing Smut/dirty photos Mpreg Mentions of Jay's death Highest Rankings: #1 in larrystylinson #1 in stylinson #1 in bottomlouis #1 in larrysmut #1 in studentlouis

When the most popular boy in school, Louis Tomlinson, sticks up for the school loner, Harry Styles, Louis finds himself curiously intrigued by the boy. As they become closer, the question remains: is true love strong enough to stand up above the fear of being judged? ~Rated R for language, boyxboy action~ This story was started by a total stranger on Omegle and continued by me and a group of other girls whom are also strangers to me. I don't know them to give credit, but if you were one of the people who helped me with this story I thank you very very much.