"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
"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}
My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how...
In which Louis develops an unhealthy infatuation with the painstakingly endearing, clumsy boy across the hall, even though really- he's way too young for him.
❝Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'll be the one, if you want me to. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up on you.❞ [warnings: strong language & sexual content]
Louis wants to die, but what he does not want, is to die alone. So he flicks the phone book open to a random page and lets his finger drag down until he sees a number under the name 'Harry Styles'. "Sounds like a cool name," Louis mumbles in a slight slur along with a sniffle to himself. He picks up his cellphone, dia...