"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

"I feel like I should suck your dick." "That's the point." Reached #1 in Larry Stylinson au ❤️ December 2020

Harry Styles, Uni student moves into a flat with who he describes as the God, Louis Tomlinson. Harry is openly Bi, having sex with anything that moves, but all he wants is his straight flat mate Louis in his sheets. What happens when he realises Louis was gay this whole time? (This contains a lot of smut, and you will more than likely need to follow to read) Xx

No more excuses came around when Louis saw the auditions for next season's of Britain's Next Top Model. Facing high expectations for his first choice modelling career, he is lead with his 15 opponents in a battle for the crown. Only with an open heart like his he falls head over heels for a contestant; against the rules and could lead to possible failure of his future career. © 2014, [larryuniverse]

Prince Louis William of York is tired. He's tired of formalities. He's tired of attending events, showing a nice smile and pretending he knows people he actually has never heard of. Well, he probably has, but he couldn't care less about them. He is tired of people knowing who he is, and would like to have some privacy when it comes to his personal life. But most of all, he is bored. He craves something different. Little does he know what kind of "different" he's getting into when he applies to that studying abroad program.

❝ You'd better run, because there's no way you can hide from me. ❞

It was just one tweet. One innocent tweet to express his misery in taking his sisters to a One Direction concert. He never in a million years thought that the youngest lad would tweet him back. He especially never could've imagined what it would all lead to. *Completed* ©asbowden14