when harry starts at a new school for his senior year, he's determined to hide his sexuality from his classmates. then he meets his best friends, and everything changes -- for better, for worse, and for complicated. (or: two teenage boys come to terms with who they are and who they can be when they're together.) [August 2018-October 2020] word count: 65,000 words trigger warnings: bullying, minor violence, homophobic language, self harm, mentions of rape, emotional abuse, domestic neglect

"You are so, uhm . . . parfait." Harry says, blushing slightly when Louis gives him a confused look. "What?" Louis asks, glancing at Liam who has his eyebrows scrunched together and is glaring at Harry. "Perfect . . . This guy called you perfect, Lou." Liam states sternly, crossing his arms and looking at Harry. "Oh," Louis blushes a bright pink. "Merci." he thanks the green eyed boy, Harry grinning, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Oh hell-" Liam gets up from his seat and walks over to Louis, pulling him back and kissing his boyfriend roughly. [bottom!harry] © pleasurelouis, 2015 - 2016

"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I feel what he actually wants is a divorce and since he doesn't actually communicate with me if he tells you, let me know, I'll have the papers ready." With that Harry got up from his seat to leave only to see Louis near the door, he had no idea if he heard his conversation or he didn't and honestly at this point he didn't care. Or Harry Styles is a Mob Boss and Louis Tomlinson is his husband and in a dark place filled with violence and blood, they try to find their way back to one another. Translation in Portuguese : https://my.w.tt/Q0Jt88SyU4

Au where Louis is getting married and he has to be happy but he just doesn't feel that his fiance is that ONE and ONLY , so he runs out on his wedding with a cute curly waiter

[Fluffy/smutty] What blossoms from an innocent crush turns into an intense game of hard-to-get between Harry and Louis. Their relationship quickly becomes filled with sexual tension, drama, and pleasure. But will their love outlast all the secrets between them? also a Ziam Mayne fanfic! THIS IS A COMPLETED FANFIC. A re-edited version is currently being posted in a duplicate book on my profile with some plot/chapter/etc changes if you're interested in reading a slightly different version :)

Harry nie wie, czego się spodziewać, gdy Louis wprowadza się do sąsiedniego mieszkania, ale z pewnością nie spodziewał się pocałunków na korytarzu, tajemniczych paczek i wystarczającej miłości, by uspokoić jego storturowany umysł. (albo: Harry chce tylko uszczęśliwiać wszystkich innych, a Louis pokazuje mu, że nie ma nic złego w tym, że ktoś w końcu się nim zaopiekuje) Autorka: @amazaynly-in-deniall

❝To ogród, który rośnie w moim sercu i głowie, tyle że większość kwiatów jest już martwa, I choć zaakceptowałem, że miłość potrzebuje czasu pomyślałem, że powinieneś wiedzieć, że jestem twój, a ty jesteś mój.❞ (Albo: Harry jest medium, który mówi, co mu ślina na język przyniesie, i kiedy spotyka Louisa po raz pierwszy, beztrosko informuje go, że szaleńczo się w sobie zakochają.) Autorka: @amazaynly-in-deniall

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Niall's alpha friend Louis needs a favor. Harry is the omega sugar baby willing to travel to Fort Myers, Florida to make it happen. (Otherwise known as the fic where Harry is a sugar baby omega who cons rich alphas for a living, and Louis is a rich alpha with too much self-control.)