"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

In which Louis develops an unhealthy infatuation with the painstakingly endearing, clumsy boy across the hall, even though really- he's way too young for him.

❝so there's this dilf at my church.❞ in which niall spots a dilf aka "dad i'd like to fück" at his church and textes it to harry. ©viralbabe 2014

"Ouch!" Then his knees were scraped. "Oh my god are you okay?" Or The one where Harry is a clumsy crossdressing boy who falls and scrapes his knees all of the time and Louis is the new boy who sees him falling. © nayeska (riotlarry)