Marcel the baby of his family - so hopelessly innocent with his glasses and shy smiles. Yet so desperately in love with his brothers best friend Louis Tomlinson.

In which Louis is weak while Harry is a bit of an asshole.

Louis hates Harry, which is fine because he would really rather prefer to avoid him at all costs. The only problem? They're soulmates.

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Niall's alpha friend Louis needs a favor. Harry is the omega sugar baby willing to travel to Fort Myers, Florida to make it happen. (Otherwise known as the fic where Harry is a sugar baby omega who cons rich alphas for a living, and Louis is a rich alpha with too much self-control.)

Harry doesn't have an inkling of where he fits in, in life. He's in high school, works part time at his mom's bakery, and slouches around at home with his best friend, Niall. He's scared to take risks, always playing it safe. Parties aren't really his niche and he would rather study. Only thing he knows is that he likes to make people happy. You could say he was popular, but he wasn't exactly dealing with the in-crowd. On a fateful day, an extroverted Louis comes strolling into the bakery, catching Harry's interest. Who knew a little chat over cake and other delights would bring a new meaning, and person, into Harry's life. For once, someone's going to make him happy. - SubPairing: Ziall