a short au oneshot in which harry is all louis knows and harry just can't fucking find the words. so this is my first finished fanfiction ever but larry is all i breathe so that's ok and i wrote this on a 10 hour plane flight from tokyo to los angeles while i was on my period so. so my grammar is bad and this is full of mistakes and i know it's absolute shit and i'll probably never read it again but this is how i think and now it's in words and. fuck. so feedback would be lovely and i love you x side note: this is also on ao3 ao3: parislou instagram: elougance

Harry is a Scots Guard, or "Beefeater". Every day, a boy comes and sits next to him and tells him about his day. The boy has depression and doesn't want to live anymore, and Harry wants to talk to him and help him, but he can't. His job restricts him from doing so. But what happens when Harry meets the boy when he's off duty? [Larry Stylinson] (Warnings: Self Harm, Depression) Copyright ©gunsformikey All Rights Reserved 2014

What if you had a countdown on the interior of your wrist? Not to the day you die, but to the exact second that you meet your soulmate. Harry Styles has always thought the whole 'soulmate' concept was a load of crap. It just seemed impossible that there was a person out there that was perfectly suited to him. But Harry's countdown was dwindling; '0y 0d 0h 7m 42s'.

❝My pick up lines work with everyone.❞ © All Rights Reserved.

in which harry is depressed and louis tries to cheer him up. © All Rights Reserved.

louis has always wanted to fly. © All Rights Reserved.

in which a girl looks at the world around her trying to decipher the real meaning of love. 1st book in the is/are series cover credits: @lenity published and copyright 2015 (slowly-dyxng) #4 in Poetry [lowercase intended]

This is a sad Larry Stylinson Fanfic, hope you like it Xx.

-- in which louis and harry are trying to save something that is shattering beneath their fingertips. --