"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

"Do you have to sleep in my bed though?" He couldn't help but ask. "Lou-" Harry groaned. "Sorry, sorry. It's just a little weird..." "Because you're making it weird!" "Cuz it fucking is! Christ- you got off in front of me!" Louis panicked. Forcing himself up, Harry frowned at Louis like an angry cat disrupted from his nap, "Louis please! Drop it. I wanna sleep." "Okay okay," He whispered, sliding into bed with the boy, "It's dropped." Louis promised. 💿.°˖🏈*✮🖇 It's the 90s, which means there's no such thing as being gay if you want a normal life. Louis sure as hell isn't gay. He didn't think anyone else he knew was either, that is until his best friend made out with him while drunk at a party... Just because Louis didn't hate it, doesn't change anything. Or Louis isn't gay, but his boyfriend is. !toplinson !homophobic, yet gay at the same time ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 harryandlouis #1 larryau #4 louistomlinson

Yellow. Harry called him yellow. Of all things? Yellow? OR Written for the HLSummerFest2020 Based on a prompt. Louis was a mess. A stuttery mess of weak knees and grass stains on his fresh linen clothes, his cheeks blooming a natural pink that matched his sunburnt nose. Upon his return from University, his family abandon the bustling city of London to bask in the comfort of their summer villa. With such a property came maintenance, Louis' father hired a strapping young fellow with tanned skin littered with ink and a charming smile aided by dimples in both his cheeks. Between reading, baking and painting, Louis stares at Harry, he can't help it. They grow close under the sun of Greece in 1989. larryent July 2020 Do not repost/steal my work.

It was a crisp autumn morning, the day Louis Tomlinson waltzed into Harry Styles' life without warning. Cool breezes and nice weather weren't typical in hell-degree-weather-Texas, but neither were lanky boys who wore denim jackets over ratty handed down Rock 'n Roll t-shirts, yet Harry was somehow witnessing both at the same time. 2019. ©️ @groupielovers

Where Harry is a frat boy by day, but a Victoria Secret Angel by night. [Trans!Harry]

the AU were Louis falls for his moms new boyfriend, but he doesn't seem to like Louis, mainly because he's straight.

Harry Styles is the international popstar who refuses to remove his lipstick just minutes before a live performance. Louis Tomlinson is the tragic intern stuck with the job of wiping it off. Chaos ensues.

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

"I don't understand." "Then let Daddy teach you." [Italian translation available]

an au where harry is a tattoo artist and underage louis keeps coming to get tattoos. »this is mostly just fluff and smut«