They control everything. Their little hands micromanage his every movement and feeling. Hiding everything is the only real way to live when you have forbidden love for your band member. What should be happy, is a sad, slowly imploding relationship. Their love was never really made for movie screens. ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ -Anorexic behaviours -Bulimic behaviours -Self Harm -Cursing -Abuse (verbally and physical) -Mental Health Issues -Alcoholism Also there will be no smut because I don't feel comfortable writing it and Louis has stated before that it makes him feel uncomfortable, also available on A03 under the same name (not all chapters posted yet)

harry is louis's biggest fan. harry has decided that this year he was gonna attend all of louis's shows during his first ever world tour. what happens when louis takes a certain liking to the boys who's always in the front row

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.

17-year old Harry thinks he's got it all figured out until he falls for a guy named Louis who has nothing to lose.

It was just one tweet. One innocent tweet to express his misery in taking his sisters to a One Direction concert. He never in a million years thought that the youngest lad would tweet him back. He especially never could've imagined what it would all lead to. *Completed* ©asbowden14

Louis interns at the state prison and meets Harry who's on death row with only six months until his execution date. - "Why would you want to love someone who's already gone." "I didn't choose to, but I do, and now I'll just have to accept that my heart will be shattered."

[completed] "Why a butterfly?" "'Cause you're picturesque. Like a kaleidoscope." *** Louis Tomlinson, a film enthusiast with poor self-esteem and lack of social competence, finds his entire world flip upside down when he starts having amorous dreams of his newly gained friend, Harry Styles.

Louis logra sobreponerse a su situación económica al conseguir una beca deportiva para estudiar en una universidad de alcurnia y, desde la primera vez que cruzó una mirada con el arrogante hijo del director, declaró a Harry Edward Styles como el ser más insoportable sobre la faz de la Tierra. Donde un futbolista poco tolerante empieza un imprudente amorío con el encantador príncipe del sarcasmo, aquel al que juró odiar por el resto de su vida. **Obra protegida por el Registro Público de Derechos de Autor (INDAUTOR). Queda prohibida cualquier adaptación, distribución/impresión (no autorizada), traducción (no autorizada), etcétera.

Louis Tomlinson is always busy, if not with homework, then with football. He rarely has time for his girlfriend, nor does he ever get to unwind, so when he's blackmailed into tutoring Harry Styles, he feels defeated. And although he has always tried to give people the benefit of the doubt, Harry turns out to be a judgemental asshole. Louis quickly realises they have something in common, though, something that may or may not make things easier between them.

Lost. That's all Harry Styles was to anyone anymore. Kidnapped at sixteen. Kidnapped from his future, from his family, from his boyfriend. It's been two years. Louis should move on, right? Two long years have gone by, and everyone has given up hope of ever finding Harry, so why should Louis dwindle on what could have been? Because he loves Harry. There's nothing more to it. Harry isn't dead, he's somewhere, lost. Louis can't just forget about him after two years. He can't forget the boy who captured his heart. He can't forget the boy who, even after two years, still has his heart. He can't forget.