Louis Tomlinson is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. He always has things planned out ahead of time, until he meets a boy named Harry, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters his plans. note: chapters should be fixed and in order as I update. If any chapters are missing, it's probably because Wattpad marked them as mature. In order to see those chapters, you must add them to your library.

Dear Diary, There's nothing wrong with loving another boy, right? I'm not any different from the others. I'm still the boy who was born on February 1st. I just happen to be in love with the boy born on December 24th. But since I do, it limits what I can do. There's many things they won't let Louis and I do together anymore. Some of it I don't understand at all. I can't stand it. Just let me love. Love, H .xx copyrιgнт © 2013 lιndѕayιѕтнecraιc. all rιgнтѕ reѕerved.

❝But... I know you, Lou.❞ ❝You don't know anything about me.❞

He never should have gone on Twitter. He never should have downloaded the app. He never thought that he could get so attached to a certain story. None the less a story pairing him up with his best friend. He never tried to get weird feelings while being around Harry, day dreaming the things he was reading were real. And most importantly, he never meant to start slowly falling for his best friend. Or the one where Louis accidentally clicks on a Larry fanfiction and actually loves reading it and starts to develop the same feelings from the story in real life.

I went to Brazil wishing to hook up with as many straight men as I could find but a gay tourist with a nice butt was all I got.

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

Louis never thought that Harry Styles was a possibility. He was a famous author with a bestseller. But then, he was. And Louis didn't know if that was good or not. #147 in Fanfiction

"Hey, I'm Louis. What's your name?" "I'm Harry." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles met in the Internet. The fell in love, but they never met. They love each other, but they don't know that the other one loves them back. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Don't you want to finally meet each other, Haz?" "I want nothing more than meeting you." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Then they finally meet each other...

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

Louis Tomlinson keeps three secrets--three that change him. First, Louis Tomlinson isn't like the other boys. He's known since secondary school; but it took him a long time to come to terms with it. Louis' sexuality is one of the hardest things he's had to deal with, and he has to deal with it alone. He knows how foolish it would be to tell anyone else--people can be so judgmental. Secondly, Louis Tomlinson is depressed. For him, depression is no longer a condition, it's a state of being. Happiness doesn't exist in his life--he struggles just to get out of bed day to day. Louis hates himself, he hates his sexuality, and most of all, he hates his life. He slowly begins to understand what it means to be truly alone. His third secret is comes in the form of his creamy-skinned, curly-haired Cheshire flat neighbour. Everything from his rosy cheeks to his mossy-green eyes have Louis going mad with longing. He's never even exchanged a word with him, but he knows that he's addicted to this boy. He is Louis's drug, and he can't get enough of him. He's Louis's dirty, dark little secret that he has to hide because he's scared of being left alone yet again. But they say that holding things in can destroy a person from the inside out. And these secrets are breaking Louis Tomlinson.