Louis loves Harry. Louis adores Harry. Louis is infatuated with Harry. All Louis sees is Harry. All Louis can think about is: Harry. Harry. Harry. It's become an obsession. A massive one, at that. It becomes big enough that Louis moves to London to stalk him. Of course, He never notices, And that bothers him. Niall eventually sees him and tells Harry, who doesn't think anything of it. But when Louis makes himself noticed, what will Harry think? What will Harry do? Louis only hopes Harry will love him back.

Louis Tomlinson was, as you can say, a "bad boy." Harry Styles though was completely opposite. He was a sweet, fragile boy, and not only that---he's deaf. The two fall in love rather quickly like any other story, but there's just something holding them back.. And that something, or should I say someone, is Zayn Malik. -- I wrote this when I was 13 and I'm 21 now so I realize how bad my writing in general was and I literally cringe every time I think of it. I haven't reread any of my books since 2013, I get second hand embarrassment for myself enough that it would be impossible for me to go through and correct any grammar or spelling errors I made. It's killing me to even write this now haha. But THANK YOU to anyone who actually read through and somehow enjoyed it, I appreciate it so much, really. :) / ⚠️NO SOUND 2 can be found on my profile, but it's incomplete and has been for years. With that in mind, I must warn you that this book ends in a cliffhanger. I probably would find something else to read. I sincerely apologize. I suck, I know :(

a lot can change in a year. they fell in love, then fell out of it as well. can they rekindle that past love? well maybe, if they just hold it together.

Harry is just a peasant with nothing but happiness. Louis is just a prince with everything but happiness. When their paths cross, the entire kingdom is shocked by the previously-selfish Prince's behavior. Louis takes Harry and his family in, giving them food, clean water, and a place to live. Harry, though, will always just be a peasant, and Louis is still the prince after all.

Marcel is the laughing stock of Greenwood High. The football teams punching bag. The quiet nerd who keeps to himself. But when Marcel asks Georgia Rose --the most popular girl in school-- to prom, things get even worse for him. But when Georgia's friends convince her to take Marcel's offer as a joke, he has no idea. Though as time passes and prom approaches, Georgia sees what lies underneath Marcel's glasses and starts to fall for him. Can Georgia convince the school to forgo the plan in time before prom night?

Being at the very bottom of the social ladder gets rather lonely, but who needs friends when you have books and perfect grades. Marcel is an only child, so he has no siblings to be there for him. His father left, and his mum is constantly away for work. But Marcel offered a chance by none other than Louis Tomlinson, THE Louis Tomlinson, to change for the better. No more getting pushed in the halls, or whispered about during lunch about he's always alone. But what if the better, isn't all that 'better'?

[sequel to Detention] They thought they would live happily ever after, but can Louis and Harry survive the Summer heat? © Copyright 2014, All Rights Reserved

there was a point where this was a fanfiction that I had lost interest in and had no intentions of continuing as I don't take part in the fandom anymore. this will be something at some point, who knows when.

Louis Tomlinson was a screwed up mess. Nothing went right for him - ever. He had tattoos covering his luscious body, and piercings covering everything that they could. Behind all those tattoos and piercings, was a different Louis nobody has seen since he was 10 years old. That Louis is long gone and lost. That is, until he noticed a certain curly haired boy with a flower crown plopped on top of those brown curls and beautiful green eyes by the name of Harry Styles getting bullied. From that moment on, Louis found a different side to him. Louis found a side to himself - the side that he had forgotten to feel. The side he lost at the age of 10 years old. The side that makes him who he was, and not the person he regrets being now.