Fan Fictions where Harry bottoms.

What the fuck is the purpose to a manners school? Not what I was expecting I'll tell you that. {Basically a BDSM school fic. Larry/Niam/Zustin/Ziam/Ziall} Cover made by the amazing @cuddlybabyhaz

"Who the hell are you and why are you in my house?" The beautiful man with the perfect teeth smiled and stuck out his manicured hand for Louis to shake, his cheeks burning bright red from blushing. "I'm Harry. Your doll." { Based on Life Size } { Cover by @lunarcissus } { Co-Written with @pleasurelouis }

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

"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

Louis is your average 23 year old guy. He has 2 best friends, Liam and Niall. They've known each other since 1st grade. They all shared a house, in the rather wealthy neighborhood. They all had top notch jobs they paid very well. Needless to say, money has never been a problem. One day, as louis decided to go for night's run, he hears yelling and wimpering. He goes towards the noise and sees a small, curly headed boy being jumped by a group of guys. "Hey!" Louis yells as the small boy wimpers even more. The guys look in his direction and run away. Louis rushes over the boy and the boy crawls backwards. Louis notices the set of ears clinging to the curly lads hair. 'Oh, he's a hybrid.' Louis thinks to himself. "Come here, dont be shy. I wont hurt you, kitten."

"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

❝You look sexy in pink.❞ ❝I prefer the terms beautiful or pretty, but thanks.❞ Or the one where Louis is a short tempered jackass, who's forced to go to a yoga class by his therapist, where he meets Harry; his flamboyant teacher, who seems to love the color pink. And maybe Louis had to sacrifice his ego and dignity to beg that same Harry Styles to go on only ten dates with him, but no one had to know about that but them. © 2016 Vivid_Dreaming