Hello, I'm Harry, I'm 16 years old. And I met a boy, named Louis. Larry Stylinson. Warning: Self-harm.

"Congratulations Mr. Styles you're pregnant." "But I'm a boy." "Well...no, not technically."

••complete 2014•• harry has a homophobic dad, but he still loves louis

Harry comments on Louis' photo. • • • Model Louis ; Solo Harry ~NEW COVER, SAME STORY~ ~Check out the two playlists, 'Always You' and 'Fake Friends', on Spotify @ abenware7~ ~stick w/ it. the chapters get longer I swear. And if you don't like the writing, at least stay for the cute larry pics~

It was supposed to be a quick and easy gig: Teacher’s Assistant. All Louis had to do was spend a few months assigning reading and grading reports, and then he could continue his wayward life. He wasn’t supposed to get attached, especially not to one of his students. Teacher/Student AU. All boys involved.

••complete 2014•• harry is a model in new york and louis comes down for a visit

"I think my heart just stopped" 21 year old teacher Louis Tomlinson, and his 17 year old student Harry Styles fall in love.

"Harry Styles," he had greeted, "army pilot. Recently deployed to Iraq. And so goddamn happy to see you again." --- Copyright © 2014 MaddsLeigh. All rights reserved.

Book 1 in the CCHR Series WARNING: Self Harm--May Be Triggering Harry Styles is messed up. There's no other way to put it. He's hopelessly in love with someone he can't have. Someone who is taken. His best friend. He spends most of his waking hours thinking of him. Scratch that.. ALL his waking hours thinking of him. He just can't get him out of his head. But that isn't all. He has scars to show how much he really loves him. He keeps adding more everyday. It's unhealthy. The only one who can save him, is Louis. But he's too concentrated on loving Eleanor. So Harry has fallen into routine. Cry, Cut, Hide, Repeat. Its slowly killing him. Copyright.

"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