••complete 2014•• in which two boys sit and drink tea together, but they never reveal their names

Louis and Harry were childhood friends all up until Harry moved. The two were neighbours ever since they were five and as they got older they gradually grew closer and closer, soon turning into more than just friends, boyfriends. They were open about their relationship ever since they found out about their feelings for one another, but on their last day with one another they went to their tree, the tree they used to picnic at with their families, the tree that they both confessed their love for one another, the tree that they shared their first kiss, that tree was special to the both of them and what made it even more special was their names carved into the bark in the middle of a heart. They made a promise that they'd meet there again five years later, but what happens when one doesn't show, and the other is hurt beyond words by it. How will the two react once they see each other again? COPYRIGHT © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MESHII 2014 Credits to picture owner in thecover **UNEDITED**

[larry ; complete] They live in a world where they're only allowed to say four words a day. Harry meets some people that don't want to live that way. [ranked #29 in fanfiction] - all rights reserved @tommoandbambi ©

Yes, you've guessed it! A Larry version of Psychotic! YAY! All credit goes to the original writer @weyhey_harry:) feedback please <3

She doesn't remember anything. Their first date, their first kiss, the first time he bought her flowers, their first fight. She doesn't even know who he is. She's forgotten something horrible, something no one wants to remind her of. So what exactly happens when everything disappears?

[Completed] - Louis is an oblivious idiot who get's high scores in exam and will probably graduate with flying colors and Harry Styles is a right idiot who swore to always protect Louis but can't ask him out on a date. (Basically, a High School AU where Louis wants to be number one in school and Harry wants to be number one in his heart.)

she guessed my favourite colour first try. i didn't even know i had a favourite colour until she yelled out yellow. • in which she is lovely on the outside but a mess on the inside. { a cream soda (short!) production }