Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"I don't wanna teach you English, I wanna kiss your lips." Or where Harry is a cute Italian boy who needs a tutor and Louis is a messed up boy with bad grades.

Harry almost always comes off as confident in himself, no matter what it concerns. Even when it comes to his stepbrother's best friend, Louis, who Harry is convinced has a crush on him as well. But no matter how blatantly obviously Harry flirts with Louis, the boy only seems to laugh at him or roll his eyes, returning the banter with sassy comments and snarky remarks. That is until they kiss one night at a party, and then the unlimited fun begins. Or at least that's what Harry confidently thought at the time.

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

"Cause I'm the weight. I'm the problem"-Darren Kiely Harry comes home from uni and no one truly knows why. Everyone who is close to him just knows he's changed. Louis has decided it is his life mission to figure out what happened. And maybe help fix it. Boys are all in their frat boy era.

"It's then that he realizes that he's basically gaping at this boy sitting not even two meters away from him and that he's definitely going to notice Harry staring at him like a loon. Harry swallows thickly and forces his eyes to focus on the desk in front of him. Who is he? He sneaks glances at this beautiful stranger up until the professor walks in and begins his lecture. No, that's a lie, Harry practically stares at him throughout the duration of the class and even watches him afterwards as he scurries quickly out of the room, before Harry remembers that the seminar is, in fact, over, and that he should probably get up to leave too. But the boy hadn't even spared him a glance. Harry thinks about him throughout his next class, and then during his late lunch, and then during his shift at the small cafe he works in. He thinks about him that night, as he's laying in bed and trying to go to sleep, about how he just wants to know this boy, know who he really is. And before sleep consumes him, he vows to himself that he's going to talk to him the next time he sees him." harry is here. louis is there. all harry wants is to be with louis. uni au. Copyright © 2014 by something1d, all rights reserved.

The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that's exactly what he did. ------- this is not my work!! it's velvetoscar's on ao3. I'm just publishing it so it would be easier for me to read it!! :)

Harry's song Him and the movie Reality Bites were the inspiration for this fic. Harry lives in a flat with his friends Liam, Zayn, and Niall. They just graduated and they're trying to figure out life. Harry wants to be a documentary maker and film his friends whenever he can. Then there's Louis, the guy he has secretly been in love with for ages, but Louis isn't the relationship type. They have something of a love-hate thing going on and they fight all the time. Purely fictional. Some smut warning.

Disclaimer: this is not my writing this is by goldenhazzalou on AO3 and I wanted to put it on here Harry and Louis have been friends since they were young, only living a street apart for years. They played with toy trains and paper airplanes, they walked into their very first and very last day of primary school hand in hand, they asked each other embarrassing questions that left their cheeks tinted pint as they navigated puberty through middle school, they shared their first kiss together because they were too nervous to ask anyone else, they blurred the lines constantly between friendship and something more.

What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more. THIS IS NOT MY STORY. ALL CREDITS TO dolce_piccante ON AO3!!!!