Finalmente, tudo tinha se tornado demais para que Louis conseguisse lidar. As mentiras, namoros e sorrisos falsos. Os fãs estavam certos. Eles sempre estiveram certos. Louis ama Harry mas não tem permissão de tê-lo. Ele já teve o suficiente e não quer mais viver essa vida mentirosa. "Vocês estavam certos...Todos vocês sempre estiveram certos. Cada olhar, cada toque sutil...Vocês estavam certos." Enquanto ele entra num site de videos ao vivo pela última vez e diz ao mundo o que eles já sabiam, isso vai ser o suficiente para fazer Harry perceber o significado das palavras de Louis? "Então pelos próximos...27 minutos, eu quero dizer a verdade para vocês. Cada pedacinho dela...Mas 27 minutos é todo o tempo que tenho antes de dizer adeus." (Essa fanfic não me pertence mas tenho TOTAL permissão da autora para traduzir. O link original da fanfic é http://www.wattpad.com/story/6946376-27-minutes-larry-stylinson e a autora é a @happinessintime.)

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)

NOT MY WORK "Infamous boybander leaves club together with unknown," read the headline. Underneath were pictures of a boy with dark curls, green eyes and very tight pants. They both studied the article for a moment, reading it through quickly. "Is that...?" Louis frowned. That guy almost looked exactly like... "HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" "Louis," Niall said, looking absolutely fucked over. "You just fucked the most wanted guy on earth. You just fucked Harry Styles of One Direction." Or, the one where Harry and Louis meet at a club and Louis takes Harry home, only for him to realize that the boy who just made him breakfast half naked is Harry Styles from One Direction. You can find the original on archiveofourown.com. It's by isthatyoularry.

In which, Louis and Harry begin innocent sexting that always lead to nights of hair tugging and moans of each others names. (Every chapter is a different story unless it's a part 2!) All works are mine unless stated otherwise.