Nico woke up, disoriented and confused, and in an unknown place. Will woke up, traumatized, heartbroken, and refusing to leave the place where it all happened. This is a story about healing. [different formatting than the first book] This is the sequel to Psychopath, an idea created in my brain four years ago now, finished in October of 2018. It will still have mature themes, subjects, and triggering scenes throughout the story, but if you've read the first one it will make sense. Content warnings: panic attacks, accidental self harm, hallucinations, mentioned suicide attempts, drug use, mentioned eating disorders, etc Updates will be slower than normal, but I'm hoping I can get at least 1/2 chapters a month.

harry and louis are teachers inside of a high school, and sometimes they act more like teens than their own students do. their constant pranks on one another and non stop bickering might just bring them into a place they never expected to be in. ♡ BOTTOM ! HARRY ♡ WARNING: PROBLEMATIC CHARACTERS DO NOT READ IF YOU WANT HAPPINESS THE ENTIRE TIME

Louis has always lived a dangerous life. Now he's trying to lay low, but he has to admit that being alone is a struggle. He never wants to get attached to anyone because it would risk their life as well, but he just can't help feeling something for the boy next door. The boy that loves flowers. The boy with all the roses. Someone so innocent, it would absolutely kill him to ever put him in danger, but love is a dangerous game.

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

The one where it's 1944, war is raging on in Europe yet two British soldiers become eachothers numbing drug until one gets taken hostage by the enemy and the other is then desperate to find him.

They both watched as ice and fire danced across their palms, hypnotized by the small things they could do with their powers. The snowflakes swirled around each other as the mist twisted about like a small tornado, while the fire in Louis' hands swayed and twirled gracefully-bright and warm and beautiful. Before, Harry couldn't even think of touching him with the fear of turning him to ice. Now, he knew that Louis wasn't some ordinary human to shy away from. Louis was bright, fiery flames, a body of powerful waves of heat. Louis was everything he was not, his polar opposite, but it was all the more reason that they fit together just right. or Harry likes to think he's normal. Except, normal boys don't freeze everything they touch. Louis thinks he's perfect just the way he is and shows him just that. Zayn is a telekinetic, Liam is a rising YouTube star, and Niall is the best human best friend there is. larry mutant au, basically. [word count: 119k] © 2020

Harry needed a place to live and was getting desperate. That was when he found an ad online with an odd solution. A guy named Louis was renting out his place to someone with a 9-17 job. He worked nights. So they would share the flat (and bed) but not at the same time. That could actually work! So Harry moved in without even meeting the guy. They started leaving notes to each other and Harry was intrigued by the stranger he was living with. Would they ever meet in person? I read a book once (real one, not fanfiction) with this theme and I totally stole the idea. Sorry. Purely fictional. Some smut warning.

Harry Styles falls asleep a sixteen year old boy nervous about his upcoming X-Factor audition that could make or break his career. He wakes up a twenty-six year old man with a husband and two children, and no recollection of the past ten years.

"You are far from a mistake, Louis. You are the best goddamned thing that's ever happened to me." - Louis was in a car accident while Harry one month pregnant, leaving him severely handicapped. Now, he depends on Harry for things like eating and going to the washroom. Things will only get harder with a baby.

Louis wants love. Harry wants control. This is a look into their controlled love. CURRENTLY BEING EDITED FOR GRAMATICAL MISTAKES. NO translations unless permitted All rights reserved @Larrymeharder. Do not copy or steal my story. Thank you