"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

Harry wears a crop top to a nightclub, and Louis can't control himself.

>>ORIGINALLY TOMMO THE TRANNY<< "I hate him. I fucking hate him." (beware that this was written in 2015, read at your own risk.)

Louis leaves for another business trip, and Harry can't help but feel lonely without him.

Louis circled me, showing me that he was in charge. I was on my knees with my hands behind my back, staring at the floor. I felt a hand comb through my curls then they were being tugged to look into intimidating blue eyes. "Obey me."

in which a fanfic author and a fan of his story kind of fall in love through private messages. [ copyright to moi, 2014 ]

harry is a boy not from around here and not knowing anything in the english language. louis is a man teaching harry just the right vocabulary to satisfy himself [kinda underage]

louis has always wanted to fly. © All Rights Reserved.