"Where are we?" "Um. A little while out of London?" Niall tries, seemingly the only one willing to not be mysterious and provide Harry with information, and. Oh. "London London? As in, the capital of England London?" he asks, just in case he'd misheard. "No, the other London," Louis laughs, low and biting. He comes closer finally, the moonlight just enough to reveal a sharp-cut jaw and pale skin. "Sorry, Pup." Nobody's ever called Harry a "pup". Frankly, he finds it quite insulting, but he lets it slide to try and comprehend his current crisis. * by hattalove on ao3

Harry and Louis have been together for 20 years. Harry cheats. Louis cries. Harry is given a year to fix their family. Copyright 2020 @hilourry on AO3 If you don't like the ending of this book, check out its companion book, No Longer Home, with a much different ending. Even if you did like this ending, check it out anyway!

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

Rae, the daughter of a lawyer, has always helped her father with cases, but not one quite like this. Aiden, a flirt that never leaves Rae alone, and Harry, a boy no-one really knows, are going to court due to an unsolved murder. No-one seems to believe Harry when he says he's innocent, but Rae sees something in him no-one else has ever seen. Against her father's warnings, her and Harry grow closer, but what happens when the only thing keeping them apart is the cell door?