Sequel to "Yours Truly, Louis" Louis wanted power, money and most of all, glory. Harry had it all.

When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)

Harry has waken up from that terrible nightmare, and Louis and him couldn't be happier. But things don't end there from their perfect little fairy tale. With management on their cases about staying in the closet, Eleanor tantrums, and sweet revenge. This story isn't finished.

Louis never thought that Harry Styles was a possibility. He was a famous author with a bestseller. But then, he was. And Louis didn't know if that was good or not. #147 in Fanfiction

It took little time for four year old Harry Styles, and the new kid on the block, six year old Louis Tomlinson, to become the best of friends. The boys spent most of their days together until a tragic mishap a few days before Louis' seventh birthday tears the boys apart in a manner that no one expected. Louis Tomlinson had been kidnapped and the only thing left of him from that day he had spent with Harry was his red knit hat discovered in the snowbanks days after his disappearance. The event shook up the town of Cheshire and rattled Harry Styles for most of his youth. He wondered if he would ever see his best friend again? Would anyone ever see him again for that matter or would Louis remain the boy on the milk cartons and the posters? ----------------Reviews---------------- First Place prize in the Larry category of the 1DBromanceAwards! "This plot was very original! I've never read anything like this! Its brilliant!" ~SaraLovesUnicornsxx "I am speechless... This story is too good, I can't use words to describe." ~MrsOneDirction "Aww, I'm not usually one for boyxboy, but I must admit--this is adorable and good." ~LilithMayNot "More. I have never read something like this. I love it!!" ~1directionsway "I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS!" ~TheMilkaWay "One word: oneofthemostoriginalgreathilariousfanfictionsi'veeverread." ~marti_1D © All Rights Reserved 2013

Louis is a ballet dancer, Harry dedicates his life to make ponte shoes.  Harry and Louis have everything: youth, friends, family, the job of their dreams. One day they realize there's only one thing missing in their perfect lives. Each other.

"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

Louis has always loved going to school. But he always dreaded the 'bring your partner to school year.' But now he has Harry! Short, small, cute Harry. Harry had Asperger's syndrome. (Not a good thing FOR HARRY.) Def: Asperger syndrome is often considered a form of autism. Can lead to difficulty interacting socially, repeat behavior, and clumsiness. Harry. Has. Them. All. But that's okay! Lou thinks that's okay. And Louis loves the way Harry's clumsy and how he always has to repeat every thing. Like his nail polish colors. Wait- Nail polish? YEAH NAIL-POLISH. Harry's favorite thing to wear is nail-polish. It's light, never pushy. It doesn't make him feel small or clumsy. (If you can do your nails without messing up, you aren't considered clumsy.) And with Harry's midnight blue nails. He's practically unstoppable. -.- Cover by: EvouzAg

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved