They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there's one thing that completely annoys him, it's that there is a community college right across the street from St. Mark's Private School, and he has to look at the poor, totally inappropriate students that go there. Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to Doncaster's community college, just because the Holmes Chapel comprehensive expelled him twice in the span of two years, so he and his family had to move to another town. He has no future because he never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he's either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there's one thing he absolutely hates, it's the snobby students attending the private school right across from his, who think they're better than anyone just because their parents have money. When they meet, Louis is nothing but disgusted by the tattooed boy, and Harry can't help but laugh at the innocent yet sassy boy with blue eyes and amazing arse. Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that's the last (and maybe the only) thing they need. (Disclaimer: I'm from America and know close to nothing about the education system in England, so I apologise in advance.) LAST CHAPTERS ARE ON PRIVATE BECAUSE OF MATURE CONTENT! YOU NEED TO FOLLOW IF YOU WANT TO READ -- Thank you @Cupcaribo for the banner ! Love it :)

Louis tried. He really did. He tried so hard to only love him as a friend but he couldn't do it. Not when Harry was so much more than a platonic 'mate'. Just because of that it cut so deeply when Harry had to rest everything on these three words. A Larry Stylinson fanfiction. mature because: language mostly because Louis Tomlinson is the main character and he swears a lot. There's also a lot of smut like really seriously a lot. Now you've been warned HIGHEST RANKINGS: #8 in Larry

Revenge. A beautiful thing, isn't it? Louis wants nothing more than to get revenge for that awful thing that happened two years ago. But he can't, because the boy is gone. Except Louis figures out he's not gone at all, when he shows up as a new student at his college. Louis has one thing set straight: he's going to ruin Harry Styles' life. And maybe figure out why he did what he did along the way. In this story of sarcasm, raging parties, bad drama performances and secrets, Louis sees himself finding one thing stronger than his hate- His love.

Louis lives in London, England with his best friend Michael. He is who he is, and thats loud, cheeky and fun. And did I mention he was gay? He's covered in tattoos and curses a lot. Getting over a horrible break up, Louis is struggling. But what happens when Michael befriends the boy band One Direction, and brings them to their apartment? (WILL CONTAIN A LOT OF SWEARING, SMUT AND WHAT HAVE YOU. <3)

"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 toplouis #1 hbottom #2 bottomharry #2 feminineharry

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. ------ Harry's POV of Unbelievers disclaimer: this is not by work, the work is by @isthatyoularry on ao3! ⚠️ ALL CREDITS GO TO ISTHATYOULARRY!!! ⚠️ please check out all of their works and support them by reading their fics on ao3!! Best ranking #2 on Bloodsport #2 on Unbelievers

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan.

Harry thinks Louis is loud, reckless, and a complete dickhead - but he can't stop watching how he moves through the world like he's got nothing to lose. Louis thinks Harry is arrogant, untouchable, and maddeningly controlled - but there's something about that silence behind his eyes that makes Louis want to break it open. Formula 1 is all about control. And no one has more of it than Harry Styles: world champion, golden boy, PR fantasy. He knows how to play the game - win, smile, stay silent. But then Louis Tomlinson shows up. IndyCar's wildcard. Tattooed, chaotic, unapologetic. The press calls him an underdog. Harry calls him a problem. Their rivalry ignites fast. Their tension, faster. And what begins as a battle on the track blurs into something neither of them can name - or afford. "People like us don't get to want things," Harry said quietly. Louis laughed, sharp and bitter. "No, Harry. You don't. Because you'd rather be perfect than be honest." Now, with cameras watching and reputations on the line, the most dangerous thing isn't losing. It's wanting what they were never supposed to have. Some lines aren't meant to be crossed. And some were never there at all.