Does Louis hate his illness? Without a doubt. Does Louis hate the curveballs life keeps throwing at him? Absolutely. Does Louis hate Harry more than anything else? Oh, with a passion. Their mutual loathing is practically an art form, and Louis is perfectly fine with keeping it that way forever. But life, as always, has other plans. Over time, dislike grows into a surprising connection that goes deeper than either of them could ever have imagined. In the midst of loss, hope and Louis' illness, which almost costs him his life, they realise that even the strongest walls can fall. And maybe, just maybe, the person Louis thought he couldn't stand turns out to be the one he needs most.

Broken awards, cut-up blouses, childish pranks and lots of nastiness? This is apparently all that remains of Louis and Harry after a sudden break-up and they walk a fine line between love, revenge and jealousy. Will the two find their way back to each other or are they both too hurt? ↫•↬ ↫•↬ ↫•↬ ↫•↬ ↫•↬ ↫•↬ ↫•↬ Written for the BL Fic Fest 2023 Prompt 4: Exes to Lovers AU where Harry and Louis are celebrities who have had a bitter breakup and they write songs/post shady captions to rile each other up. Louis says in an interview that he has moved on from dating pop stars to football players because they have better stamina.

Louis only wanted to win the annual neighbourhood Christmas decoration contest. That's it. Simple. So when his new neighbour Harry decides to outshine his decorations (literally), Louis is ready for war. But after a while, Louis isn't sure anymore if he wants to strangle Harry with tinsel or kiss him under it. Possibly both. Probably both.

Louis walked away from the BDSM scene years ago after one night went terribly wrong and left him convinced he should never hold that kind of power again. Since then, he's kept his distance. But when he meets Harry, something in Louis shifts even if Harry is the last person he should say yes to as he's too new, too trusting, too easy to want. Louis tries to resist, tries to keep the lines clear. But Harry, all wide-eyed curiosity and quiet want, draws him in anyway. And Louis realises some things aren't lost forever. Some things just need the right person to come back to life.

Since the academy, Harry and Louis have moved in the same orbit- a firefighter and a police officer who were never just friends, not really. Years of working side-by-side, saving people, teasing each other, and pretending their hearts weren't already spoken for. But love has a way of surviving sirens, blue lights, late-night calls, and even the fear of losing what matters most. And sooner or later, Harry and Louis have to face the truth they've both carried for years- they've always been each other's home. But when danger is part of the job, can love survive the heat?

No one knows his face. No one knows what he looks like. But everyone fears him. Louis Tomlinson is the most powerful man in the underworld-cold, calculating, untouchable. His empire of power, blood, and secrets is impenetrable. Until a boy steps into his life and changes everything. Harry Styles seems like the opposite-young, innocent, with curls and dimples, far too pure for Louis's dark world. But behind that gentle smile lies something no one could ever imagine: a secret written deep within his blood. When their worlds collide, something ignites that could destroy them both. Amid shadows, blood, and burning desire, one truth becomes clear: Sometimes, the greatest danger isn't your enemy- it's the person you begin to love.

When Louis Tomlinson, top agent of London's Financial Crimes Unit, finally captures the legendary art thief and forger Harry Styles, he thinks the hardest part is over. But Harry is no ordinary criminal - he's brilliant, sarcastic, effortlessly charming, and always two steps ahead. When a new forger threatens the global art scene, Louis is left with no choice: He has to pull Harry out of prison and bring him onto his team as a consultant. Reluctant partners. Perfect opposites. And a case only a thief can solve. While Louis tries to keep Harry under control, Harry plays his own game - a game of secrets, risky schemes, and dangerous elegance. Every step brings them closer to the culprit... and deeper into a web of lies, art, and masterful deception. But Louis doesn't know the truth: Harry isn't just talented. He's smarter. Faster. And far more dangerous. And when this case ends, nothing will ever be the same again.

"Is this true?" Harry grabbed the beta by the shoulders. "Bryce, where did you hear that?" "There's rumors going around the castle," he smirked. "stories about his beauty and his cold attitude. They know he is an omega only because of his scent, but he has never had a heat." "Do you know what this means?" Bryce smirk grew into a big smile. "He can't give you an heir." A cold prince, an alpha with nothing left to lose and a kingdom with a secret.

"C'mon Lou," says Zayn after a moment, He sounds even more exasperated than before. Louis sort of has a knack for exasperating people, especially people like Zayn who aren't usually bothered by his brattiness. "Can't you give this guy a chance? Harry Styles? Aren't you curious about him at all?" Despite his best efforts, Louis still flinches at the name. He really shouldn't be so affected after all these years. He's seen the name printed down the curve of his waist in obnoxiously and uncommonly large loopy letters every single day since his sixteenth birthday eight years ago. He's very familiar with the name Harry Styles. It sounds pretentious and Louis hates it. He hates everything about his supposed soulmate. He hates his large handwriting that stands out like a claim on his skin whenever he's walking around shirtless. He hates his pretentious name. And now he hates his supposed curls and green eyes and dimples. - Or Louis has been skeptical of soulmates for years so it seems like fate when he finally bumps into the owner of the obnoxiously large signature printed onto his skin since age sixteen: Harry Styles, a human rights attorney who is firmly against soulmates.

"The King of the Pirates, Captain Harry Styles! The one who conquered the seven seas!" Louis boasts, sarcasm drips from his tone, mocking him, "That's all I hear every bloody day." The bar is clean, but he still scrubs just as fervently, his brows furrows and a small pout forms on those pink lips Harry is desperate to kiss. "What does that have to do with-" "Every lass and lad dreams of bedding a pirate like you," Louis huffs, gazing up at him with a despondant look. Harry looks down, dubiously, at the number in his hand, silence fills the space as he mulls over his words. He finally looks up at Louis, blinking slowly, "Do they really?" "You're an idiot." - Or, Harry left his hometown to sail the seven seas and returns seven years later, yearning for something - or rather, someone - that he isn't sure he can have.