AU! "I wear skirts to be pretty not to impress you" "Boys aren't supposed to wear skirts. I don't like seeing boys in skirts" "Well lucky for you there's something called turning around and never talking to me again" Or The one where Harry wears "girly" clothes and Louis doesn't like it. © (riotlarry)

"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

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Louis and Harry are 2 of the 24 contestents going onto the TV sensation The Bachelorette none of the boys competing know each other and are all going for that one thing, getting the girl. What happens when the 21 year old from Doncaster and the 19 year old from Cheshire meet at the first rose ceremony?

"Deck the halls with balls of toenails, fa-la-la-la-la, I hate your beard." "I don't have a beard." "I know. It's pathetic." A jolly AU where Harry is an elf-in-training who quits his job and moves to London after the Elder Elves cancel Christmas in the North Pole. He plans to stay in London after that...but he decides to save his favorite holiday instead. And he may or may not enlist the help of his favorite human and full-time scrooge, Louis. ❄ Winner of a 2016 Watty for HQ Love

Harry fell in love with Louis on the highway at midnight, but Louis had fallen for Harry so, so long ago. In the enticing tale of two boys racing across the states to catch up with their band, a relationship like no other begins to spark.

"Harry bets Louis that Louis won't do the dishes in the sink by tomorrow morning." "Louis bets Harry that Harry can't do a cartwheel in the lounge room." ••• "Harry bets Louis that Louis wouldn't kiss Harry if Harry had asked." ••• Louis walks up to Harry who is sitting on the counter, drinking his already cool tea. Louis places the note on Harry's lap and winks at him. With a shaky breath, he says, "You lost the bet, loser." And he presses his lips against Harry's. ••• idea from since-he-was-eighteen on tumblr! ••• if you do anything with this story, you must give me credit and let me know. DM me if you want to translate it or post the full story anywhere! all credit (except the original prompt) goes to me!