Harry and Louis fuck

Everyone is going to die... Most people die old after a long life, and then there's those who die on the way there. Those who die all of suddenly sometimes from accidents or illness... Louis knows he's going to be one of those people, he knows he might not see his next birthday. He is living a life where everyone around him is trying to buy him time... time to live. But you can't cheat death... because there is somethings in life that not even love can save you from. |trigger warning: death|

"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

❝for there never was a boy who loved liam more than he did.❞

" Je me suis toujours dit que de toute façon, le monde était illogique et que contrairement à tout ce qu'on pouvait dire, non, il ne tournait pas rond. Qu'il y avait des choses totalement indicibles qui s'y déroulaient. Qu'on ne pouvait rien prévoir, rien deviner. " C'est une histoire d'amour. Une histoire d'ombre et de lumière. Où flotte le brouillard.