Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

"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

(Sequel to A Twist of Fate) Two years have passed since Harry met Louis in New South Wales on an exchange program. Now they've both graduated from university, and Louis decides that maybe it's time to take a chance and do something about those last three parting words he had for Harry.

Harry works at Victoria's Secret, and Louis buys a bra every week. The bras help him feel better about the bruises covering his body, and Harry just wants to help.