❝But... I know you, Lou.❞ ❝You don't know anything about me.❞

The spotlight, the fame and money isn't easy to handle when everything you want is the opposite of what the world expects from you. They'll never let you have your way. But Harry's never been the obedient type. He's going to fight wars without a second thought- if that's what it takes for him to have Louis. ~AU/ Larry Stylinson

Winters in London are cold. Harry drinks tea to keep warm. Lena doesn't like that. She's much more of a coffee person, really.

"It's hard to live while you're young when you're a gay, teenage boy with Social Anxiety Disorder." © 2014 xGetTheShovelZarryx Highest in Fanfiction: # 508

"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 heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction