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.

Harry is co-owner of a bakery and all is going well until a coffee shop opens next door full of new ideas, the co-owner of the coffee shop Louis and he get off on the wrong foot and before long a full on prank war begins, but do they hate each other as much as they make out to?

What would you do if your best friend committed suicide? What would you do if there was no way that you could help them? All there is left, is 199 letters. The only thing they left behind for you. © 2014, Ashley (larrystyIinson), All rights reserved

"I know as much as I'm saying sorry it will mean nothing in the long run, but I cant help but apologize. And Louis, you see how my pink blanket is in my hand? The one that matches your blue one. Yeah, I want you to take your pick. You can either put it in my coffin with me or you can keep it. Louis, as I've addressed the letter, I figured you have probably found me. Sorry about that by the way, I didn't want anyone to have to find me, especially since I think you will take this the hardest. But I want you to know that I have left something for you. Eleven letters. Well, this is number eleven, so there's ten more. They are all hidden in my pillowcase. You can chose to read them whenever you want, and you can show them to the lads if you want to, but they're written for you."

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

"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.

Harry's mother has always been overly protective of her son, but when she accidentally hires Harry's crush from high school to be his new baby sitter, Harry realizes his one-sided crush from high school may not be as hopeless and one-sided as he thought.

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