Harry writes fanfiction on a site called Wattpad. Its late and he's reading fanficition. He suddenly gets a private message on his account. And the friendship spirals from there. Little does he know that he's talking to the famous singer, Louis Tomlinson, who Harry's had a crush on for forever. Louis is finding it harder and harder to keep his secret safe. OR The one where Harry is oblivious af and Louis is kind of a huge deal. Pairing: Larry Stylinson and (background) Ziall Cover by: loonm102969 (its so good thank you thank you) Translated: Portuguese : larrywords Arabic: loonm102969

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Liam doesn't know why he's standing in front of this eerie, sinister-looking and broken building. Actually no, he knows why - Louis Tomlinson. Liam just wanted a nice, relaxing summer to unwind but you don't get nice and relaxing when Louis Tomlinson is your best friend. Infact, you get a stupid dare to spend a month in a house that the locals say is supposedly 'haunted'. Only Liam doesn't believe in ghost, not in the slightest. But here he is, standing in front of this wrecked and devastated house, with his suitcase in hand, and Louis and Niall (because Niall will agree with everything Louis ever says) on either side of him. He thinks this dare would be a breeze and he'll show Louis that he isn't a coward and he'll be alright. It's just a matter of a month, after all. But then he's taking in this building in front of him, his gaze landing on a broken glass window above, on the first floor perhaps and he sees a face, staring back at him with cold eyes. Liam blinks and shakes his head and looks back up only to find the baleful looking face gone. Liam's just seeing things, right? 'You never know what a simple dare can turn into...'

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. not mine-> isthatyoularry (a03)

Louis Tomlinson is the new English teacher at the all-boys school. He has just gotten out of university and are at the age 24. Louis lives with his best and only friend Liam Payne. It is his only friend because well Louis haven't been interacting with people since he got in to university but Liam has been there for Louis since at age five when Liam saved him form a bunch of which were then “meanies”. Louis is single at the moment and want to stay that until someone will sweep him off his feet. Someone because Louis doesn't want to label himself because if he love a person then it doesn't matter if it is a girl or a boy. He just want a happy and functional relationship because his past relationships didn’t turn out so good. Harry Styles is the typical popular spoiled rich kid who think he owns the school. He has a lot of friend but all of them are fake and he knows it, everybody except for Zayn Malik and Niall Horan. Harry doesn’t care about what gender just as long as he gets laid. Of course deep down Harry want a real relationship but with his last and first relationship who was a disaster, well since then he hasn’t dated anyone. So he thinks meaningless sex will help fill the hole for what he really want. He think it is all fun and games but something will change that, very soon

(top!louis - shy!harry) "You confuse me." Harry said, looking over at Louis. - "It's because you are so fcking amazing and I don't want to scare you away. And I don't want to believe that I like you, my younger step brothers best friend." He sighed, letting his hand drop from his waist. (I promise its better than the description, I just suck at descriptions, TRUST ME)

Liam Payne and Niall Horan have been best friends since they met on the X-Factor. On a holiday trip to The City Of Love, aka Paris, 'best friends' turn into something a little more steamier. But all relationships have ups and downs, right? Will Niall and Liam's love for one another withstand the pressure, drama, humiliation, and jealousy that the world throws at them? Or will 'Niam' crumble as quick as it started? Find out in Let It Snow, a Niam fanfic. Disclaimer: This story was written when the entire fandom was in its carroty days. The first half of this story is so completely carroty, it makes me cringe. Just enjoy it.

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

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Niall Horan seemed like a regular boy to everyone at school. No one ever felt the need to ask him if everything was okay, or if his personal life was fine. Little did anyone know how much he needed help. Zayn Malik was a new teacher at the public high school in London. He was looking forward to this new school year, and really wanted to help these students in all the ways he could. What if one day he sees one of his students in a situation he knows he should help? Will he step in and be this student's last hope?