When Harry Styles goes to his uncle's in Florida for the summer, he's reminded by the company his two dating friends, Liam and Zayn, how hopelessly single he is. The trip he expected to be fun turns slightly sour on his first day there. Until he meets Louis Tomlinson, that is. And even though Louis is more different than Harry could imagine, Harry slowly begins to feel like Louis could very well make his seemingly lonely trip the best vacation of his life.

highest ranks: #38 fanfic / 8.26.15 #138 teenfic / 8.30.14 (find the series, which is being edited and re-posted, on ao3. my username is amourlouis.) In which Louis pretends to be someone he's not, Harry is oblivious, Zayn is suspicious, Liam is there for everyone and Niall is Niall. (or, the one where Louis pretends to be a girl online and catfishes the unsuspecting Harry, his unfortunately straight best friend. Louis sort of loves Harry, really, and he didn't mean for it to go this far.)

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

❝the way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost.❞ He has been mute since birth and he wants nothing more but to end his life in the quickest way possible. Broken, depressed and in need of help, his mother puts him in an institute for mute, blind and deaf people, hoping that he will be put back on path with his life. Louis is scared, Louis is lonely and when a mop of curly hair comes along, the feelings begin to fade away and maybe, just maybe there is a glimmer of hope left and maybe, Louis can learn to trust and feel. *TRIGGER WARNING* - LARRY STYLINSON.

Louis Tomlinson. Known by everyone, but not loved. He is just a teenager in a normal school. He never did anything wrong, but that doesn't stop people from bullying him. Ever since he first showed his face, people have been calling him names , have been giving him weird faces and even went as far as physically hurting him. Maybe it's the fact that he is gay, maybe it's something else. Louis wouldn't know. Giving up hope, Louis starts to self-harm, finding at least a bit relief in his razor blade. He even thinks of killing himself. The world would be better off without him. No one can save Louis, except for maybe the strange but beautiful creature that intrudes his dreams. Flowers are just plants, but can they be enough to save Louis?

"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}