Louis and Harry were childhood friends. From the moment they met on the bus in kindergarten, it was clear that they would be close. What happens when Harry starts having unexpected feelings for Louis?

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.

Harry has only had his room for thirty-two minutes when it stops being his. Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn't expect is a surprise roommate who's loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he's ever wanted. * by Hazmesentir on ao3

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

Where a girl who obsesses over books and likes dark nail polish falls for a boy who ironically dislikes books and would rather just hear her * a/n : Currently going through a rewriting process, sorry if the first few chapters dont match up to the later ones

"Why is green your favorite color?" "Because it's the color of your eyes." Long time best friends, Luke and Autumn, spend their first year of college living together. They would say unexpected love is the best type of love. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

in which a silent boy expresses himself through a fraying journal. all rights reserved © 2015 | awemichael { sequel to shrug }

❝are you taking a picture of me?❞

Louis never thought that Harry Styles was a possibility. He was a famous author with a bestseller. But then, he was. And Louis didn't know if that was good or not. #147 in Fanfiction

"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