*This is a Larry Stylinson fanfiction* ~ The mirror cracked from side to side, Shattering, pattering, on the tide, The shards fell down, down to the ocean floor, What a shame that no one could help him anymore. ~ With the candles lit, and the lights off, the boy simply spun three times in front of the mirror. Spin one. "Bloody Harry." Spin two. "Bloody Harry." Spin three. "Bloody Harry." The mirror cracks, and well, you know the rest. ~ A.N. The poem at the top was written by ME. :3 EVERYTHING IN THIS STORY BELONGS TO ME EXCEPT FOR ANY CELEBRITIES I USE AND ANY BLOODY MARY MYTHS I USE. I hope you enjoy it! :)

Marcel is a typical 17 year-old nobody; Louis, a 19 year-old smart ass.. but as the saying goes, never judge a book by the cover.

"There is so much more to you than your scary facade and body full of tattoos, Harry, and I'm going find out every single thing, every last bit of you." [or an AU where Harry is a scary punk and Louis is trying to pull of his play in a talent show and wants a tenth participant and no one seems better than the punk Harry Styles.] [Punk!Harry ]

(Completed) ''You've got a big mouth on you, princess. Why don't you put it to good use? Tomorrow night at my place?'' Harry gaped at Louis and clenched his fists. ''I'd rather not have you fuck me and then dump me like a cheap whore, thank you very much.'' He spat before walking away again. ''Princess?'' Louis called after the boy. ''What!'' Harry snapped. ''You forgot to close your locker.'' Harry rushed back with red cheeks and his bottom lip between his teeth as Louis leaned against the locker next to his and stared at his bottom half without any shame. ''How rude.'' He whispered under his breath before he scoffed and quickly scurried away. Louis' smirk fell and he growled. He will fuck Harry. And when he does, he'll show him who's boss and who's not. Or in which Louis is a player and Harry is a feminine boy's still a virgin and Louis will so anything to take that from him.

Louis family haven't been okay in a long time... Two years ago his two sisters Jane and Frankie got in a car crash after been at a party... Jane died the day after in the hospital and Frankie lost her ability to walk... With a mother who can't get over his sisters death and a father who only cares about how his sister who's alive is feeling, Louis gets left in the shadows of them because he doesn't need them as much... Or that what he lets them think. Harry Styles is the brother of Eric Styles the worlds biggest popstar. He is so tired of never being the one his parents is proud of, everything have always been about Eric ever since he was a kid. But what happens when two broken souls meet? When two people who both know what it feels like not to be anyone's first choice.

Harry is the new boy around Doncaster. Recently moved from Holmes Chapel, Cheshire. He needed a new start on life, leaving his home town seemed the better option. After his grandmother passed away, leaving him with all her fortunes, Harry decides to try out a new life. What Harry doesn't quite understand is that not every story ends the same way...

Louis is in deep shit. He doesn't have a crush on Harry Styles. Well, sure, he's beautiful, but not Louis' type. Way out of his league, in fact. How he managed to get laid by Harry Styles, he has no idea. But he's stuck with him now, because Harry's pregnant, and he's the father

Louis' dad and Harry's mum want to live together. The only problem: not enough rooms. Harry and Louis have to share one though they can't stand each other. They don't take the situation seriously because they think it won't last. But what if it gets serious?

Harry Styles was an average, hormonal 17 year old boy. When seeing the hottest guy he has ever seen at his community’s gym, will he be able to keep them under control?