Pt. 3 of the Strawberry Milk Series .

Strawberry milk layers their upper lips, and they giggle and lick it off of each other. They taste it in each others mouths when they kiss; it's on their tongues, and filling their tummies. There are seven cartoons in the fridge, with 1 out that they keep pouring into shot glasses. They give each other a 'cheers!' and tip it down their throats. Instead of burning their mouths, it wipes away the sting that is already inside of them. (Harry still has days when he needs to feel good on the inside. Louis can see it in his eyes, and on these days, Louis needs it too. Maybe just as much.) or the strawberry milk sequel; where harry still needs help, louis' trying to give it to him, liam rents a van, zayns a bit protective of his best mate, and nialls there to tie it all together.

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

"Stop," Harry whispered as the smaller man in front of him placed his soft delicate hands on either side of his head. Harry whimpered as he felt another body press his own. "Never..," there was a smirk in the older, shorter man's face, it made Harry's body tremble in delight. He knew it was wrong, he knew that if his family found out about this, they won't hesitate to lock him up. But he couldn't stop himself. Before he could drown himself in his own thoughts, the smaller man placed his chapped yet warm lips on Harry's. He moaned and visibly shivered causing the older man to chuckle. "L-Louis...," Harry moaned. Fuck! Weren't they supposed to be rivals?

LARRY. Louis is the innocent bookworm of the school, however at night he transforms into Tommo the Tease, the best stripper in the business. Harry wins a private dance with him. Oneshot split into five parts (7000 words*)

Summary: Harry Styles is a man of few words, that’s what makes him attractive in Louis Tomlinson’s eyes. The waiter has been watching the curly mess in the corner for the past year he has been working in Cafe Des Mots. Little he knew how quiet Harry really is. Length: [ 1 , 2 , 3, Epilogue ] Warning: Mute/Deaf Harry I would really appreciate comments

Louis doesn't kill innocent people. He kills the unwanted criminals, outcasts, and poor beggars who won't be missed. After more than two hundred years living as a blood-thirsty vampire, he doesn't feel guilt or regret anymore. That is, until he meets his next victim: a stripper named Harry Styles.

Louis Tomlinson is the world's most successful and well-known record artist. His fans (who call themselves "Louies") know everything about him-- so they think. Harry Styles' life is changed when he is added into a twitter group with four other male Louies. For the better or for the worse, he hasn't decided yet. But, what he does know, is that he is slowly falling for one of his mutuals; the shady one who dodges the idea of meeting up in person, and the one who's never shown his face to the other members of the group. Maybe it's his sassy personality, or his kind heart, or maybe it's just the fact that he reminds Harry so much of the celebrity he idolizes. superfan!harry and famous!louis ♡started writing 03.03.18♡ ♡completed 09.08.18♡

[Complete] When a dangerous criminal comes across a lone house in the woods, he figures it's the perfect place to hide out for the night. Only to find out it isn't lone after all.. criminal!louis || hostage!harry