"This time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun." "Well, I should probably get going." He said. "Me too." She hummed along in agreement. "Where are you off to?" "I'm going on a road trip." He grinned. "And you?" "My wedding." © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles, also known as Larry Stylinson to the fans, were best friends. They've always laughed at the fact that people thought they were in an actual relationship, but, when the Larry rumors get to be too much, things change. Louis was uncomfortable with the rumors, so he suggests that he and Harry become a bit more distant. Harry, in order to prove that the rumors are only rumors, kisses Louis and proves that they feel nothing for each other. But what happens when Louis does feel something? What happens when Harry doesn't? Will they be able to save their friendship through the rumors? Will Larry finally be real? Or will the rumor only tear two friends apart?

Harry Styles is a loner with social anxiety and a boring life. His past constantly mocks him and he has a severe self harm addiction that nobody, not even his best friend Zayn, knows about. Louis Tomlinson is the first openly gay member of his town's football (soccer) team and he doesn't want his sexuality to define him. He hates being known as "Louis, the gay one" and he is constantly bullied. He is very insecure about his sexuality and does anything to seem manly, which includes begging Niall and Liam to let him be. Both boys attend the same college. When they meet, their newfound friendship turns out to be great for the both of them. It eventually turns to a relationship. They are both in their own states of Misery.

Louis and Harry are in the midst of an abusive relationship. Everything is going decent until Louis has an eventful night and let's just say Harry doesn't exactly make it through the night without an injury. Louis takes this opportunity to start things over with Harry.

We accept the love we think we deserve. Some people think they are that worthless that they will settle for abusive love. They attract the people that treat them how they think they deserve to be treated. And if you think you're a good person, you will settle for much less than you really do deserve. Harry Styles is one of them. He finds himself oh so often scattered in bruises, finds himself in a relationship with a man that treats him so badly he sometimes passes out. But in his mind, he deserves this. Until one rainy day in London he meets Louis in a small book shop, Louis with that blue eyes that shine like they have their own sun in them, Louis with his feathery brown hair that looks so soft, Louis with his laugh that fills Harry with a warmth he never felt. With a giggle that brightens his day. ''But one day you're going to find someone who will give you everything you deserve, and more.'' Will Louis be that someone for Harry? Warnings: This Fanfiction will deal with depression, anxiety and abuse. If someone can't handle it then you shouldn't read it x thank you all for commenting, voting and reading I love you guys x

Being forced is one of the worst things ever. [WARNINGS: Physical abuse, mentioned rape, foul language] All Rights Reserved © 2014 StrongxLarry

Turns out Harry's fate has more twists than he thought. [Sequel to: Sinister Payback] All Rights Reserved © 2015 StrongxLarry

Ever wondered what happens after death? Will it be as unfair and cruel as this life? Everyone meets their different fate. What happens to a certain boy named Harry Styles who faces a plot twist? A plot twist after death was maybe just what he needed. All rights reserved © 2014 StrongxLarry

"Watch where you're going, Princess Harriet." Or where Harry is the prince of Cheshire and Louis is the sassiest servant Harry has ever come across(the only sassy servant really) who doesn't take shit from anyone, not even the prince of Cheshire.

Grande Manor, the old, creepy building on top of the hill right outside of Cheshire. Nobody goes near it at night, kids stare from the gate during the day, too afraid to go any closer. It's rumored to be haunted, stories of kids who've snuck into the house for sleepovers to prove to their friends how brave and unafraid they are, only to return home the same night speechless... Harry used to be one of those kids. He used to gaze from the back seat of the family car as they drove by, intrigued by the large wooden door up front and the windows that all seem to be covered in dark curtains. He's always wondered what the inside looked like, and there's always been this strange attraction between him and the house. Now that his parents are divorced and his mother is looking for a place to move in, this might be his chance to figure it out, and maybe while he's at it he can figure out the blue eyed boy who likes to swing on the tree.