"Louis booked a flight to Berlin to fuck Harry Styles. He should've booked an exorcist instead." After six months of radio silence and fifteen years into a beautifully toxic situationship neither of them will ever admit to, Louis Tomlinson wakes up in Los Angeles alone, to a sunrise, a half-smoked joint, and a text from Harry Styles that simply reads: "i want you to get me pregnant." His relationship with Zara just went public. She's all sunshine, green smoothies, and Instagram-ready happiness-everything Louis should want, and nothing that makes his hands shake. So, his life, on paper, should be content. Instead? He books a last-minute flight to Berlin, cancels his studio day, and lets himself fall headfirst into the kind of chaos he swore he'd grown out of. What follows: a private fetish club with chandeliers and chapels, MDMA delivered mouth-to-mouth, angel wings stolen off a stranger, and enough sin to make a priest cry. Somewhere between lace panties, pierced cocks, and a dungeon full of bad decisions, Louis realizes two very inconvenient truths: 1. He would do anything Harry asked him to. 2. Harry might've actually gotten himself pregnant. (Not really. Probably. Maybe.) In the end, they're wrecked, high, and tangled together-again. Because this is who they are: saints, sinners, and something far worse in between. Warnings: Toxic codependency, at least three separate existential crises, lace panties, molly-fueled mistakes, pierced cock emergencies, religious imagery used very incorrectly, and Harry Styles riding Louis Tomlinson straight into blasphemy. It's chaotic, unhinged, stupidly sweet in all the wrong places, and cruel enough to make you wonder why you ever started reading in the first place.

Harry, a 20-year-old music student at Lumora Music Academy in Manchester, is eager to learn from Louis, a 23-year-old pop star on a break and struggling with writer's block. Louis is drawn to Harry's talent and offers to collaborate, but their connection quickly turns into something more. While Harry, openly gay, falls for Louis, the pop star is conflicted, unsure of his feelings but eventually embracing his attraction to Harry. Liam, Harry's friend, freaks out when he hears Louis is going to work in some of their classes. Zayn, Liam's boyfriend with a passion for writing, stays on the sideline, but doesn't let the opportunity slide to write with the other guys. Niall, Louis' guitarist and best mate, offers support. With careers and life pulling them in different directions, Harry and Louis must face the question: can their love survive, or will they love each other goodbye?

So @franzixidfc contacted me and asked if I couldn't write a book on her idea and this is the result. I tried to follow the basic storyline and added some myself. Harry and Louis were best friends when they were kids until Harry had to move away. Harry returned at the age 17 to his home town to live with his aunt. The kids in Ireland bullied him for the way he dressed. In his new school Harry noticed a loner that everyone called Tommo. There was something familiar with the boy but Harry doesn't make the connection at first. Instead he tried to befriend the boy because he knew how it felt to be alone but Tommo wasn't interested in making friends. Purely fictional. Triggerwarning: weed smoking

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

A full-on smirk returns to Harry's lips. "Now we're talking. Long story or short?" "Short." "I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend for preferably six months." Well, that was a short story indeed. - Louis hates hockey. If there is one thing this man loves more than his bartending job, it would be Harry Styles. That is how he finds himself in Sheffield during the IIHF World Championship season, not listening to his best friend, Zayn, who keeps telling him that Harry Styles, one of the most famous hockey players ever, is not the man for him. But what if the night Harry walks into Louis's beer-stained bar leads to more than just a one-night stand? - Contains themes some readers might find difficult. Such as: - invasion of privacy (off-page), - mention of drugs, - alcohol consumption, - food-related struggles (binging, purging, starving oneself on purpose), - medical emergencies, - death references, - implied/referred sexual assault, - childhood trauma (remembered), - strong language, - smut... Disclaimer: None of this is real. This is fiction. Nothing in this story is meant to imply anything, nor does this reflect the reality. I am NOT a doctor, healthcare provider, or medical professional.

Eager to reach his families expectations, Louis lives a life of secrecy and denial. In one of the most respected households in Doncaster, there's no room for mistake. But when Louis meets Harry styles in his first year of boarding school, it seems all the more difficult to keep himself In check.

Harry pays him to dance, Louis enjoys the sex on the side, and that's all that ties them together. Whatever else the enigmatic man does is none of Louis' fucking business. Louis works at a club owned by infamous Harry Styles, leader of the largest criminal organization this side of the country. As they twirl closer together, police and rival gangs start to gain the upper hand, forcing everyone's loyalty to be questioned.

Louis Tomlinson practically lives at Liam's house. Movie nights, video games, late-night talks - it has always been that way. The Payne- Styles' house feels like a second home. And Harry? Harry has always just been Liam's little brother. The quiet kid with messy curls who used to run through the hallway while Louis and Liam were busy being teenagers. At least... that's what Louis keeps telling himself. Because somewhere along the way, things started to change. Conversations last longer. Jokes turn into late-night talks. And Louis begins to notice the things he shouldn't notice. Like Harry's smile. His eyes. The way Louis suddenly feels nervous around someone he has known for years. There's just one problem. Harry isn't just anyone. He's his best friend's brother. And falling for him might ruin everything. But some feelings refuse to stay hidden... no matter how hard you try.

Harry has strict parents and Louis has secrets.

A prince with a kingdom to rule, molded by a tyrant father who taught him love was a weakness. A mere knight trained to protect him. Harry and Louis were never meant to be more than adversaries, bound by duty and divided by blood. But hatred is a fire that burns close to desire, and when the line between them finally blurred, it became impossible to ignore. Their love was a quiet rebellion, a secret written in stolen touches and lingering glances, in quiet halls and darkened corners, it became everything. But with a crown comes sacrifice, and as the throne demands its price, Harry must decide if love is worth the risk of breaking history itself.