Louis is the definition of Pink. Pink skirts, pink jeans, pink clothes Pink lipstick/lipgloss Pink everything. He also loves the feeling of being feminine and girly. Harry is the definition of Punk. He wears snakebites He wears the brow piercing He has the tattoos He wears the intimidating attire. Pink and Punk. A rather different combination that worked.

"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