Harry Styles was just a sixteen year old boy afraid to leave his bedroom. That's normal, right? Except it's not. Harry suffers from Schizophrenia. His Mum had been told by doctors, when he was only seven years old, that he was 'sick in the mind'. Schizophrenia: A of a group of psychotic disorders usually characterized by withdrawal from reality, illogical patterns of thinking, delusions, and hallucinations, and accompanied in varying degrees by other emotional, behavioral, or intellectual disturbances. Harry Styles had suffered from depression, hallucinated and heard voices all of his life, voices whispering to him that he was not worth the air he breathed, and for years various coloured pills had kept them mostly tamed. Somehow Harry had managed to nab Louis Tomlinson along the way. Beautiful, excitable, pretty perfect Louis Tomlinson. Louis is the only person who gets him, and he is the only person who Harry feels safe around, because Louis keeps all of the voices away - Louis loves him, and promised Harry that he loved him. Louis swore he would always be there. So what happens when Harry's rose-tinted glasses get torn away, and all he is left with is the reality that even love can't keep him safe from the voices. Because Louis, pretty perfect Louis Tomlinson, can't keep his promise. DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone in this story, it is purely fiction.

Two boys meet in a run down bar in the middle of nowhere. Louis Tomlinson is broken, seemingly beyond repair, the only one who knows the truth behind his depression is Niall Horan, the boy he grew up with, and Harry Styles resents everything, including his best friends Liam Payne and Zayn Malik. They have a one night stand and begin thinking about each other after. What happens when they begin to attend the same Posh England boarding school? What happens when they discover they're roommates? Can they fix each other ? Or are they each too broken to repair? Will they unite to form a diamond under the pressure, or will they crumble into too many peices to paste back together?

Harry doesn't have an inkling of where he fits in, in life. He's in high school, works part time at his mom's bakery, and slouches around at home with his best friend, Niall. He's scared to take risks, always playing it safe. Parties aren't really his niche and he would rather study. Only thing he knows is that he likes to make people happy. You could say he was popular, but he wasn't exactly dealing with the in-crowd. On a fateful day, an extroverted Louis comes strolling into the bakery, catching Harry's interest. Who knew a little chat over cake and other delights would bring a new meaning, and person, into Harry's life. For once, someone's going to make him happy. - SubPairing: Ziall

Harry has had a rough life which has himself landed in an orphanage. At age 17 Harry decides to get himself out of there. Harry takes to the street finding the perfect alleyway to begin his new life alone. By chance Harry becomes the unwilling witness of a murder that haunts his dreams. Harry, still not being able to get the masked killer out of his head takes refuge in a deserted alleyway, where he spends a few restless nights. on one of these evenings harry comes across a man who happens to be the killer from the traumatic scene he was forced to witness. But harry is unaware of this and is intrigued by the sad man, who's judgement was clouded by the alcohol he had been consuming due to the fact he had recently broken up with his lover/ boyfriend. The criminal has pity with the homeless lad and tells harry to come to his house with him. by reading the mans diary he discovered why this man had seemed so familiar, he was the masked killer. Co-Written with @TaylorMint <3

Monophobia. the fear of being alone. Harry was cursed with this and was truly terrified of being left and being alone. But he also had the problem of being in love with his best friend. Yet the fear of Louis leaving him because of his feelings kept him quiet. Then he found Andy. And everything was perfect. At first. But Andy turned on him. He was no longer the sweet caring man he met. But once again, fear kept him from leaving the abusive relationship. Fear ruined his life. But what happens when a friend of his shows him what it's like to live without fear. Will he confess his love for his band mate? Or is he doomed to be alone?

|Completed| "NO! Tell me it’s a joke. Please tell me you are kidding" Losing your family isn't easy to cope with specially when the remaining want you dead more than death itself. But there is someone, someone who comes and helps cope. Someone who makes the pain a little less and the heart a little lighter. Louis lost his all in one day and was about to lose himself, Until. *** This is the story of Louis Tomlinson: a teenager who is trying to survive his last year in the place he dreaded for 10 years. This is his journey, the journey where he finds pain, hatred, love, closure, tears, friends, acceptance, passion and a family. *** This is my first attempt and I would love some feedback. It might seem like a traditional Larry with broken Louis, but it has just the twists and turns to make it just a little more different. Join me with Larry, Niam and Zid! (Warning: Contains scenes of some extreme physical abuse and suicidal thoughts. Also a hell load of feels)

We all feel lost at some point in our lives. For Harry Styles it was when he was in a tragic accident that changed his life. After years of recovering he is finally back on track. He lives and works as a stable boy at his Uncle’s riding school in London. Louis Tomlinson, Prince of England, was a spoiled brat. Hardly anyone wanted anything to do with him. Even his own mother sent him away every chance she got. So when she learns that Louis needs to know how to ride horses properly, she sends him off yet again to a summer riding school in London. There, Louis meets Harry and sparks fly, but not in a good way. Louis instantly hates Harry, but he doesn’t know why. Harry tries to put up with Louis, but he’s at his breaking point. Two Boys. One Summer. What will happen?

"Harry Styles has been reported to be at the hospital for almost two days now after being a victim of a wild car accident last Friday night after last being seen sitting at a bar drinking alone." Part of me was kind of shocked due to not remembering that factor, then again I never really thought about how I ended up in the bed I'm currently sitting in, or even how I injured my leg. Though, I felt my lips twist into some kind of grin because one of my dreams just came true, I was on television. Not proud of the situation, but― "...his band members have not been in contact with the press since the incident and the fans are going wild wanting, no, demanding for more news on what happened." She went on. I felt my eyes bulge out of its sockets. Wait a second; band members? Fans!? CHASING THE MOMENTS. checked marked as completed story on August 12, 2012.

❝ 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. ❞