One night, nineteen year old Harry decides to go on KIK and text one of his friends but he accidentally typed in the wrong user name. An adorable, feathery haired boy popped up and Harry so happened to be.. Horny. Sixteen year old Louis doesn't expect the unknown person to text him these very few words. Harry: I'm hor...
❝ I really hope you don't expect me to do anything. Because I won't. I don't care. Cry all you like but when it comes down to it, you don't need me and I don't need you. Love isn't real. It only exists in fairytales and Disney movies. This is real life, honey. Get used to it. ❞
I went to Brazil wishing to hook up with as many straight men as I could find but a gay tourist with a nice butt was all I got.
I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)
Harry styles was considered "mute". He sat in the back of the class and never spoke a word. Not even to his parents. Harry knew he wasn't mute. But just never had bin able to admit it. He was the nerd of the school. No one would dare to speak to him. Louis Tomlinson was outgoing, loud, and the new kid in school. The d...
"Wait, pause. Louis Tomlinson just liked my selfie. What a creep."
Louis is Harry's bully... Louis has a crush on his victim.. Always has, but that will ruin his jock reputation.. So what happens when they become lab partners? *WROTE THIS STORY IN 6-7th GRADE SO THE GRAMMAR IS AWFUL*
Harry writes fanfiction on a site called Wattpad. Its late and he's reading fanficition. He suddenly gets a private message on his account. And the friendship spirals from there. Little does he know that he's talking to the famous singer, Louis Tomlinson, who Harry's had a crush on for forever. Louis is finding it har...
42 tattoos. Each one had a special meaning to Harry Styles. They were all important to him. These 42 tattoos represented something that he could never form into words. They were all too meaningful, especially one of them. 17BLACK. To most, it was just another tattoo. Only Harry knew the true meaning behind it. He...
"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 he...
