Don't let me go because I'm tired of sleeping alone.

Louis lost someone. Harry was the same. So why couldn't they get along? Liam, Niall and Zayn were no different, but they weren't as difficult. They got along even. Not like Harry and Louis at all. But then on-the-other-hand, they got along in some ways; like two of the same mindset. It was so wrong yet so right. They lie, they fall-apart. They make-up, they break-up. So, what was the difference? In the end, weren't they all just wearing a Mask?

One small argument. 2 Best Friends. 1 Band. Love starts to form. What will become of this pairing, and will their feelings for each other bloom more than just being 'best friends'? Find out what happens when local celebrities from the band One Direction Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles starts to develop feelings for each other, and can their love defy all obstacles, while making the same mistakes? (Slow-editing will be done in the Summer of '14)

Louis and Harry just got married six months ago. They've been together now for a total of six and a half years. They've been through a lot together, but what happens when one day Louis wakes up and forgets it all? He forgets everything that has to do with Harry. Will he ever get his memories back? Can Harry fix it all. Can they fall, one more time?

Harry was tired of it. He was tired of being the "lead singer" of the band. He was tired of being "the flirty, filthy manwhore". He hated the fame. He hated the attention. He hated everything. Scarlett was tired of breathing. She just got out of rehab but still struggling. Her whole life she'd been known as "the quiet girl". She was always in everyone else's shadow. She was constantly put down, overlooked, and constantly change so she'd "be good enough". "Tired" couldn't even explain her pain. The two seem to be completely different, but are they really? When they finally meet they realize one thing: They're just what they needed. // book one of the strings series //

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

I tangled my fingers in his chocolate curls, they were so soft! How could someone's hair be this soft? It has to be humanly impo- no wonder why they're so soft! "Stop havng sex with my hair now," Harry grumbled and removed my hands from his hair. He brushed his fingers through his and flipped it out of his face. "I'm sorry, it's just so, so soft! How do you get it so soft!? I want to know! I NEED to know!" I grabbed onto his shirt and began to shake him. "No you don't," He shook his head and swatted my hands away. "How are you so hyper right now?" "Vampire blood," I stated simply. "C'mon Harry, you should know this! Vampire blood makes humans hyper, which is why I never drink it when offered! Oh my god!" "No," He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. "I'm going too figure out how to calm you down, can't you go to sleep or something?" "Silly two thousand year old vampire! Drinking you blood is like drinking thirty cups of coffee! I could be up for days!" Harry sat me down in a chair and held my legs down when I began to shake them. I fidgeted in my seat and eventually Harry was sitting on me, trying to get me to stop moving. I had to move, if I didn't it felt like I was going to explode! "How old are you? You're quite young." "I'm twenty-one!" I cheered and tried to get him off me. "Get off me! YOU'RE CRUSHING MY INTERNAL ORGANS! GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF, GET OFF! HELP! SOMEONE HELP! HELP! HE'S RAPING ME! RAPE! RAPE, RAPE, RAPE, RAPE! RA-" I was interrupted by Harry's soft, warm lips on mine. This was strange, I've never kissed a vampire before, but I'd expect that their lips would be cold, just like the rest of their body. Harry pulled away and my eyes were fixed on the ceiling. I had nothing to say, I couldn't find words. This wasn't awkward or anything, it just caught me by total surprise. "Your lips taste like Starbursts." (Book descriptions are over rated xD)

One direction Larry story, going all the way back to audition days- when all the boys first met each other, when Louis and Harry hated one another, and when everyone was just discovering how much Niall loved Nando's!

He's never felt this way about someone, he was just trying to go on an finish the senior year but now that is all changed in the middle of the year when Mr. Tomlinson became our new English teacher. Harry has never felt this motion in him that makes him think of Mr. Tomlinson more than a teacher. What will happen when things change when Mr. Tomlinson become close to him and becomes his ' personal' tutor? Is everything in Harry's prefect little world going to change? This is a series now so the second part will be told on!