❝ I really hope you don't expect me to do anything. Because I won't. I don't care. Cry all you like but when it comes down to it, you don't need me and I don't need you. Love isn't real. It only exists in fairytales and Disney movies. This is real life, honey. Get used to it. ❞

❌Original Name: Hoping This Cold Blue Water Scrubs Me Clean And Spits Me Out Again❌ "بمون" هری با ناامیدی زمزمه کرد و لب هاش رو به شقیقه ی لویی چسبوند، طوری که انگار میتونه دردی که اونجا رشد میکرد رو تسکین بده. ولی اون نمیتونه درد رو متوقف کنه، و مهم نیست که چه قدر تلاش کنه... اون نمیتونه کاری کنه که لویی بمونه.

"I love you my beautiful wife." "Shut up, Harry. You're gay and that's that." ~Or~ Harry is married and his wife swears he's in love with Louis. || Ranked: 2nd place in the Popular Larry Stories category of the Bromance Awards ||

17Black: a gay strip club in London known for hot strip teases, a talented dj, and matchmaking? Harry is moving to London as a new addition to 17Black - new penthouse, hot job, amazing pay - sounds great. Sure it is a clear violation of Harry's sexuality, but it's not gay unless you make it gay, right? Plus it's only for a month anyway. And of course, time flies when you meet a cute bloke named Louis. Who knows? A lot can happen in a month.

"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."

[HIGHEST RANK: #37 FANFIC / #100 TEENFIC; 9/14/14] **sequel to Catfish. Please, read Catfish before this story.** In which Louis and Harry are supposedly made up, Anna is dead, Harry has moved on for real this time, and everyone knows the truth. Louis is living with his friend Eve temporarily in between tours (he refuses to go back with Harry) and the press (and Harry) firmly believe the two are in a serious relationship. Louis' mum may or may not be angry at him, and Zayn may or may not actually speak to him anymore. Pile all of that on top of the beautiful brown-eyed brunette hanging off of Harry's every word and you've successfully created hell on earth for Louis Tomlinson. (or, the one where Harry finally knows the truth, has a new girlfriend, and Louis just wishes he could vanish into thin air. Picked up after the conclusion of the WWA tour, a few months after the end of Catfish.) (entered in the #Wattys2015 !)

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)