Alpha Louis Tomlinson has just taken the throne after his father's passing and holds a ball to find an omega to be his queen. Or the one where Harry is a mentally (and sometimes, physically) abused omega and King Tomlinson wants to protect him. But all isn't as good as it seems.

"open hand or closed fist would be fine" or the au where Harry used to be abused and Louis is his neighbor.

UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING ! READ RECENT CHAPTER !

THIS ISNT MY STORY. ALL CREDITS TO WANKERSVILLE ON AO3. (No copyright intended(?)

"Yo, can you hurry up, I need to use the bathroom." He half yelled in annoyance. He stepped back when he heard the door finally unlocking and waited for the door to open. "Sorry, I was just," Harry looked at the guy and sighed. "Sorry I took long, go ahead." "It's fine." Louis chuckled and slowly stopped when he noticed the guys eyes were red and puffy. "Here," he gave him some clean tissues he had in his pocket and gently pat his back. "Thank you." Harry wiped his eyes and nose and looked at the man once more. "Don't cry fancy pants. You're too pretty."

When you're born, you're given a poppet as a sign of new life. A poppet is like a fairy. Only, instead of having wings and fairy dust, they grow flowers in their hair, like a cute little plant and they fly, which is great. Have you ever heard of anyone falling in love with their poppet? Never. Impossible. Never happened in history. It would never work would it?

In which Harry and Louis are elephants.

a story how louis and harry celebrate the twelve days of Christmas. short story (Completed.) Copyright © 2014 mysecretjournal ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.