she was beauty in its most finite form--colors.

I do not know what love is. I am small and the universe is enormous and I am rather ignorant. But you make me feel alive, and I guess that will have to be enough.

Louis had always had a fascination with the moon; thrilled with its spheric shape, enchanted by its dusty material. To say he loved it was an understatement. Since a child, his days were spent adoring the natural satellite, reading documentaries and reports of it, dreaming about its secrets- wanting to discover them all. He'd never seen something so beautiful and mysterious, until he saw Harry Styles. Harry was in Love with the sea; in Love with its foamy texture and its delicate waves, in Love with the power it could withhold and the shimmer it would give out. He fell in Love with it's colour over and over again-- oh, how he Loved blue. He'd never think he'd find anything that would make him fall in Love as deep as the sea did, until he met Louis Tomlinson.

In which a sarcastic girl with a secret fear of touching meets a rebellious, lilac haired boy who can't seem to keep his hands off her. (last updated 2020)

❝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.

"the ocean is something amazing. powerful, you know? all this pain and mystery and endless questions below the beautiful surface. it's dangerous, and you know you're on the verge of drowning, but somehow you can't stop coming back." harry listens to louis carefully, then quirks his head as if in deep thought before he responds. "so... kind of like you?" (or the au where louis feels like he's always drowning in guilt and harry thinks maybe he can help louis learn how to swim)

“You have the heart of a lion, Harry Styles, but you’re just a boy in a concrete jungle.”

early in the morning, I'll come calling, I'll come calling after you. all rights reserved under @roulade

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.

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