THIS IS BUTTERFLY GUN BY ERAVAIN ON ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN Summary: Harry has never been much of a fighter, but-as always-where Louis Tomlinson is concerned, a lot of things stop being true. 1940's AU. Even after six years apart, they can't forget their shared wartime childhood. IN NO MEANS AM I TRYING TO CLAIM THIS AS MY OWN STORY, THIS IS JUST SO I CAN READ IT IN A MORE EASY WAY AND FOR OTHERS WHO WOULD LIKE TO READ IT SINCE IT WAS TAKEN OFF OF AO3. PLEASE DO NOT REPORT IT. IF IT IS A PROBLEM TO YOU LET ME KNOW AND I WILL DO MY BEST TO FIX IT. THANK YOU AND ENJOY <3

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

her lip was between his teeth and her heart between his fingers. set in italy in the 1950s. + lowercase intended. alternate universe. sweet. mature content.

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Louis gets a Diary for his 17th birthday, and as embarrassing as it is for him, he writes in it. He named it Henry, and takes it everywhere he goes. When he ironically meets a boy named Harry he cant wait to write in his Diary, Henry, about the boy with green eyes and curly hair. Its a bit better than it sounds. I promise. -A Larry Stylinson story

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)

Speak of the Devil, and he shall appear. There's something about unexpected moments, you can't plan it, you can't prepare for it, and maybe that's the most special thing because things happen the way they're supposed to and with the right amount of time, patience and compassion, things come out exactly right. Exactly right... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-kbKmM8LqLU SEQUEL: Turmoil © 2013, StylesMyth

"To have her in his bed, in his arms, with her breath on his neck and her hair tickling the corners of his mouth -- he was finally able to think of his life as not only just a dark hole of violence. Maybe, just maybe, his life could mean something more." || mature hs fanfic. Cover credit to @pillow-case © highstylin

Taking place in the summer of 1978, the story follows 18-year-old aspiring music journalist, nicknamed Goldie, tasked with following up-and-coming UK rock band - The Orphans - while they do their first tour of the U.S. New to life on the road, Goldie befriends Orphan's front man Harry Styles, a handsome narcissist with an addictive personality. "You have to be a bastard to make it, and that's a fact." - John Lennon ➝ TRAILER: https://youtu.be/Oy8ixhAodNQ