"You must be Harold, I presume?" Harry couldn't stop himself for what he said next. It just kinda came out. "Looks like I'm already more famous than you." The team let out a chorus of noise, waiting for Louis' comeback. "Mhm. Your lovely principal warned me about you." Louis said, stepping closer, "I was really hoping he was exaggerating about his accusations." His eyes met Harry's, "Was he, Mr. Styles?" ๋࣭ ⭑🌙 ๋࣭⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Harry Styles is your average football-playing asshole. He's narcissistic, arrogant, and way too used to getting his way on and off the field. Louis Tomlinson is the new head coach. Sharp-tongued, unshakeable, and ten years older. For the first time in years, Harry isn't actually in control of the game. He's merely playing it. !toplinson !age gap {10 years: Harry being 19 and Louis 29} !domestic abuse (NOT between Louis and Harry) !kinky (daddy kink, colors, etc.) !slow burn ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 larryau #1 larrystylinson #1 tomlinson #3 bottomharry | Weekly updates |

"Hey!" Harry whined, trying to push the older one away, but failed. Instead, he sat helpless as Louis slowly covered his chest by re-buttoning his shirt. Then, taking Harry very off guard, Louis leaned over to smell his throat. The younger boy wouldn't lie, that made him go stiff. "Is that my cologne?" Louis asked, making a face. Now Zayn was only laughing more. ᝰ.ᐟ๋࣭⭑🚬 Both Louis and Harry's mothers are best friends. First Louis was born, then 11 years later came Harry. Due to their mother's being so close, and the boy's age gap being so... large, Louis was chosen to be Harry's godfather. Even so, the younger boy can't help but think his silver fox, rich, godfather is really hot. Was there even a chance that the feeling is mutual..? !11 year age gap !toplinson !slight daddy kink !slight niam ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 larrystylinson #2 toplouis #6 larryau

"Do you have to sleep in my bed though?" He couldn't help but ask. "Lou-" Harry groaned. "Sorry, sorry. It's just a little weird..." "Because you're making it weird!" "Cuz it fucking is! Christ- you got off in front of me!" Louis panicked. Forcing himself up, Harry frowned at Louis like an angry cat disrupted from his nap, "Louis please! Drop it. I wanna sleep." "Okay okay," He whispered, sliding into bed with the boy, "It's dropped." Louis promised. 💿.°˖🏈*✮🖇 It's the 90s, which means there's no such thing as being gay if you want a normal life. Louis sure as hell isn't gay. He didn't think anyone else he knew was either, that is until his best friend made out with him while drunk at a party... Just because Louis didn't hate it, doesn't change anything. Or Louis isn't gay, but his boyfriend is. !toplinson !homophobic, yet gay at the same time ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 harryandlouis #1 larryau

[DISCONTINUED] "Stop bouncing your leg." "I can't help it- I'm fucking nervous!" Harry was sat once again on the patients spot bouncing his leg nervously while Louis was leaned causally against the wall near him. "No reason to be nervous babe- they're just pills." Louis noted getting a groan from Harry. "You don't get it." The boy mumbled to himself before feeling a hand go on his thigh. Looking up Harry was surprised to see Louis bordley standing next to him, his hand rested on the younger ones thigh which surprisingly calmed Harry down enough to where his leg stopped bouncing. "See, not so hard." Louis mumbled. • Harry and Louis hate each other... but what happens if the 17 year old finds out that he's a sub and Louis is his dom? !dom Lou !toplinson !sub haz !little/daddy kink ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 footie #4 domlouis #8 submissiveharry #8 toplinson #11 petnames #15 bottomharry

"Do you think I'm hot then?" Harry continued with this nonsense, following Louis. "Hell no." "But you said I made you hard- so you must've thought I was at the time." He argued. "I never said you made me hard- I simply said I was horny and drunk. Plus I've never thought you were hot." Louis recalled in his defense. "But you just said you would've acted that way if you weren't drunk." Harry noted, ignoring the second thing Louis said. Fuck. Harry'd trapped him. Checkmate. Quickly Louis turned around, "Jesus Christ. What do you want me to say, Harry? That I wanted to sleep with you?" He got out a little louder than he expected. ᯓ⚽︎ Or where Louis is a very angry person and hates basically everyone- especially, Harry Styles. Being angry and deprived of physical touch isn't exactly a good combination, meaning Louis couldn't really help it when he ended up fucking his least favorite person... !toplinson !grumpyxsunshine (grumpy Louis & sunshine Harry) !slightfemharry ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 footie #1 hbottom #2 bottomharry #2 feminineharry #3 toplouis

Sitting up, Harry destroyed the stupid barrier Louis had made and wrapped himself in the extra blanket, making a little nest with the pillows. As long as he stayed on his side and Louis his, then they'd be fine. Harry stayed snuggled up, trying to get some sleep until he felt Louis shuffle around in the bed. Waiting for him to stop moving, Harry felt his eyes go wide when that didn't happen. Instead, Louis moved over towards him as he flung his arm over the younger one's waist, pressing himself against Harry's back. "What... the... fuck..." Harry whispered slowly. Is that why Louis put the barrier there- because he's a cuddler? "Louis- scoot over." He muttered, trying to push the hunter away from being attached to his back. The only response he got was slurred a grumble. Harry tried to move him away, but Louis only snuggled closer to him, his grip tightening. "Louis, go to your side of the bed." Harry groaned. Then he felt a face press against his neck, prickles of stubble tickling him. "This is because I gave you a love potion isn't it? God if that fairy wouldn't have let that fucking cougar get you then I would've have had to give you the potion." Harry mumbled to himself, "Or if I hadn't assumed." He added. ⋆｡˚♱⋆｡˚♰⋆｡˚ Harry is a knight. Louis is a hunter. The two aren't exactly friends, but they're forced to push their differences aside when the king sends them off on a mission together. Louis gets hurt early on, leaving Harry to give him a healing potion... except it's not actually a healing potion, but instead a love potion. Things could be worse... right? Actually they can. He spoke too soon.

"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'd you-" Harry breathes out, turning around to find himself a little too close to Louis for comfort. "I did turn it on didn't I?" Louis smiled. He had both hands on the desk, on either side Harry who was pressed back against it. He awkwardly tried to move away from Louis, leaving space between them, but it was nearly impossible. "It wasn't funny Louis... I missed a whole evening of work." Harry mumbled, avoiding his icy blue eyes. Louis, of course, laughed, "I was getting into the holiday spirit. Thought you loved Christmas?" He recalled, pouching his lips. ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ For the 25 days of December, Louis makes it his personal mission to annoy Harry with the thing he loves most: Christmas music. Every day there's a new lyric, new method and a new level or torcher. Harry assumes it revenge for the memorable night they first met- as, of course, Harry threw up on him. However, maybe, just maybe, it's something else entirely... [A Larry holiday short story]

"Ready." Harry hummed. Leaning forward onto his his hands again, Louis' nose found itself against the other side of Harry's neck. He seemed to concentrate on this smell more. "You smell good." He teased, rubbing his nose up and down Harry's neck. It tickled a little. Louis grabbed Harry's shoulder to steady himself as the younger boy chewed the inside of his mouth, "Anything?" He wondered. It took a moment before Louis answered. "As incredible as that smells also- which it does- that's not it." He shared. ོ༘₊⁺☀︎₊⁺⋆.˚ When Louis states that he's found the scent of his soulmate, Harry is the one who helps his best friend figure it all out, however, the two are completely unaware that maybe Louis' "soulmate" is closer than they think. They might even be Harry himself. Or Where Harry wears Watermelon Sugar perfume and that's all it takes for Louis to realize his feelings for the younger one. It takes Harry a bit longer... <Harry 11 and Louis 13> !Oneshot