CEO Louis William Tomlinson craves one thing in life: control. When his eyes stare into the emerald eyes of his assistant Harry Edward Styles he loses all control he has worked so hard to gain. Will Louis be able to control his want for Harry? And will Harry let Louis take control in their relationship? Warnings: BDSM and different kinks mentioned Mature and sometimes rough language

A World Cup. Millions of eyes. Two lives under unbearable pressure. Louis is 21-ambitious, driven, and carrying the weight of leadership on his shoulders. On the pitch, he is exactly who the world expects him to be. Off it, he longs for a moment where he can simply exist as himself. Harry is 19-quiet, sensitive, and new to this world. Living in the shadow of his famous brother, he struggles with his own fears, unsure of where he truly belongs. When their paths cross during the World Cup, they meet without names, without jerseys, without fame. Just two strangers who listen, laugh, and slowly let their walls fall-pretending, for a moment, to be ordinary. What begins as a harmless encounter grows into something deeper. Secret meetings. Lingering looks. Feelings neither of them planned for. But the truth cannot stay hidden forever. Because both of them stand on the same global stage- and one day, they won't meet in the shadows, but on the pitch, as opponents. A story about love in the shadow of fame, about identity, trust, and what happens when the heart is stronger than any anthem.

"Would he hold you when you're feeling low? Baby, you should know that I would." ✫ "Pardon." Louis said, moving once more into the rain before letting out a little laugh, droplets dribbling down his nose and chin. Softly Harry cleared his throat. Hearing who exactly had blocked the rain from him got a whiplash head turn from Louis as he eyed Harry over, "Dunno where John is and also don't care." He mumbled, face going back towards the sky. Harry let out a little laugh at the irony of this situation, "Yah uh... I'm not looking for him." He shared, looking down at his boots. "Dunno where Liam is either. Or any of them." "I'm actually looking for you." Harry finally admitted. ✫ tired of his boyfriend always wants them to go on breaks, Harry decides to make him jealous once and for al, by "dating" Louis Tomlinson, the man his boyfriend hates most. Somehow, Louis agrees to this plan, leading to the two playing "boyfriends" over their annual spring break spent at the lake. Rules are made, secrets are spilled... things don't exactly go as planned. !fakedating

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. ------ Harry's POV of Unbelievers disclaimer: this is not by work, the work is by @isthatyoularry on ao3! ⚠️ ALL CREDITS GO TO ISTHATYOULARRY!!! ⚠️ please check out all of their works and support them by reading their fics on ao3!! Best ranking #2 on Bloodsport #2 on Unbelievers

One of the best fics on ao3 I don't claim this story, I didn't write it Slight dom/sub

Louis Tomlinson practically lives at Liam's house. Movie nights, video games, late-night talks - it has always been that way. The Payne- Styles' house feels like a second home. And Harry? Harry has always just been Liam's little brother. The quiet kid with messy curls who used to run through the hallway while Louis and Liam were busy being teenagers. At least... that's what Louis keeps telling himself. Because somewhere along the way, things started to change. Conversations last longer. Jokes turn into late-night talks. And Louis begins to notice the things he shouldn't notice. Like Harry's smile. His eyes. The way Louis suddenly feels nervous around someone he has known for years. There's just one problem. Harry isn't just anyone. He's his best friend's brother. And falling for him might ruin everything. But some feelings refuse to stay hidden... no matter how hard you try.

Harry and Louis met on vacation, but due to a misunderstanding they couldn't reach out to each other afterwards and Louis never found out that Harry got pregnant. When Harry and his mother moved to a new town, Harry was shocked to find out that Louis attended his new school, but he has changed since Harry last saw him. Will he find out about Harry's secret? Will he get to now his child? Will Harry and Louis get over their issues?

This is NOT my work. This story belongs to dolce_piccante on Archive Of Our Own. If you would rather read it on ao3, here is the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5799241/chapters/13366498 ~ American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers). Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry's charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football. A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino's Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

It's been two years since the band went on hiatus. However now the boys get the opportunity to see each other again. Will it be easy for Harry to see Louis after everything that went wrong between them? --- "Haz- Harry." He called me Haz. That's how he used to call me when we were together. I loved all of his pet names he gave me, however this one was my favorite. I still keep staring into his beautiful blue eyes, but something is different. There are no sparkles, there is no sign of happiness or excitement. He used to have the most precious eyes, they had a breathtaking color of blue and you could always see stars in them. Now the only thing I see are dark emotionless eyes staring into mine. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN 1direction

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