He lifted his head and suddenly his eyes didn't have the same caramel hue, just plain brown and I didn't want to map his paint splatter moles like the infinite galaxies I read about at the library. I watched as his ski slope nose became less of an art piece and the hair I once loved to fiddle with looked coarse and dull, I guess that's the only way you can describe unloving someone.

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"I feel like I should suck your dick." "That's the point." Reached #1 in Larry Stylinson au ❤️ December 2020

"Zayn, have you ever thought of running for Student Body President?" "No, sir," "I think you should try," "Anything for you, Mr. Payne," Zayn Malik is your average teenager. He runs the school newspaper, likes video games, and has a secret crush on his English teacher, Mr. Payne. For him, everything he wants is just out of grasp, that is, until he runs for Student Body President. And suddenly, things just start to work out for him, including a relationship that is so wrong and so right at the same time. Or, the one where Zayn is in doing something illegal, Mr. Payne supports it, and Louis is the best and worst person ever.

Picture this: You just got fired from your 10th job, you're on your way home with the radio on, and a certain song starts playing. Amazing, right? What if I told you that you wrote that song? And, for some reason, One Direction is singing it? [cover insp @-voidallison]

"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