Louis Tomlinson finds himself in a hotel room in Las Vegas with a ring around his finger and a marriage certificate which states that he's married to a man named Harry Edward Styles.

Prince Louis William of York is tired. He's tired of formalities. He's tired of attending events, showing a nice smile and pretending he knows people he actually has never heard of. Well, he probably has, but he couldn't care less about them. He is tired of people knowing who he is, and would like to have some privacy when it comes to his personal life. But most of all, he is bored. He craves something different. Little does he know what kind of "different" he's getting into when he applies to that studying abroad program.

Louis Tomlinson lives in Apartment 32B, his bed linen pink and white daisies and his curtains a soft white pattern. On the windowsill, there rests a flower bed full of pretty flowers, ranging from baby sunflowers to tulips. Louis always has soft music playing, to soothe his occasional stress attacks. Across the hall in 33B lives Harry Styles. His bed linen is beige and incredibly simple, messy and never made. Dishes litter the sink, papers are clustered on the counters. Louis would prefer Harry's messy life to stay far from his neat one but he finds that things turn out to be quite the opposite. WARNING: Mature Content (sexual relations, language, drug/alcohol use) wildfl0wermc | Larry Stylinson

Louis wont let Harry drive his car, so Harry decides to take it out on his own little spin without Louis' permission. The unthinkable happens, and Harry regrets going against Louis' wishes. Definately some angst! Cause its my thing... But there is some fluff at the end. And im horrible at descriptions so you'll just have to read it! Hope you enjoy!

❝Just when I thought that it couldn't get any worse, he goes ahead and wears a flower crown,❞

"Harry Styles has been reported to be at the hospital for almost two days now after being a victim of a wild car accident last Friday night after last being seen sitting at a bar drinking alone." Part of me was kind of shocked due to not remembering that factor, then again I never really thought about how I ended up in the bed I'm currently sitting in, or even how I injured my leg. Though, I felt my lips twist into some kind of grin because one of my dreams just came true, I was on television. Not proud of the situation, but― "...his band members have not been in contact with the press since the incident and the fans are going wild wanting, no, demanding for more news on what happened." She went on. I felt my eyes bulge out of its sockets. Wait a second; band members? Fans!? CHASING THE MOMENTS. checked marked as completed story on August 12, 2012.

I was born sick, but I love it.

23 year old Louis Tomlinson was a well-known cop in the city of London. He was recognized and respected by almost everyone. Criminals feared him. All criminals, except one-21 year old Harry Styles. Harry was a troublemaker. You name it, chances are, he's done it-graffiti, shoplifting, possession of illegal substances, things of that sort. His father, a wealthy businessman, charms Harry's way out of being convicted, no matter how many times he's been arrested. But that all changes when Louis is stationed in Holmes Chapel. These two keep meeting up, and almost never on good terms. Strange feelings arise for both of the men. But a cop can't love a convict- right?