in which harry gets more invested in a certain ocean boy than he had initially planned, and somehow he lands himself in the eye of the storm. it's soft, though. so soft that it engulfs him in its warm embrace, and he realizes; there is more to louis than a prickly façade. it's something that he found himself enchanted by. TW // mentions of ed, self-harm, self-worth issues, trauma, history of sexual abuse

In which Louis' mum does not have enough money to provide school lunch, so Harry gives him an orange everyday instead.

"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