After Louis finally comes out of the closet, his parents don't take it so lightly and end up kicking the blue eyed boy out of their so called "loving home". Tired and alone, Louis starts to lose all hope whatsoever, all until he spots an ad for a wanted personal assistant that changes his life in ways he could never of imagined.

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

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.

"Harry what are you doing?" He pulled his head from my shoulder, still holding onto me,our lips almost touched. "You don't know how long I've been waiting to do this." He kissed me, and he kissed me hard. (Larry Fanfiction)

"I need you to tell me, tell me anytime I ever hurt you, or the baby." Louis shakes his head easing his bottom lip between his two rows of teeth, his cerulean eyes sparkle with tears, "I-I ho-hope I never 'haf to." "I hope you never have to either." >>Book Two in the, Tell Me When it Hurts, series<<

"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

"Hello! Thank you for calling Omega Hotline. How can I help you today?" or where harry, an alpha, desperately needs an omega to help him through his rut. that omega ends up being louis, the same omega that makes the alpha fall helplessly in love with him.

AOB MPREG. TRANSLATIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED. "you're an omega, he's an alpha, it'll work out perfectly!" "Nialler. I'll never get a chance with him." "chonces are for losers Lou, just go for it." ----------------- Louis, born as a small omega, loves his time in the ballet studio, working on the choreography for their next dance. he loves it with a passion, he probably wants to do it till his legs give out. on the other side of the studio, there's a boxing hall. that's where Harry comes in. a broad, possessive alpha. he's been working out for almost 5 years, and his abs are an omega/beta's favourite thing. oh, did I mention, he's the son of the most dangerous man in London, Desmond Styles. (very bad written/storyline. read with caution and a grain of salt please...)

❝ I gave you something you can never give back, don't you mind? ❞