It's no lie that Harry Styles has had a major crush on the bad boy Louis Tomlinson for quite a while now. Even though he knows he has no chance with the punk, it doesn't hurt to dream. But only now, it's not a dream, and he really wishes it was.

"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}

(Larry) (Completed) Harry was an innocent boy. He loved life, loved school, loved his girlfriend, and loved himself. Louis changed that. Warning: language, drugs, alcohol, and sexual content Based on: Marilyn Manson's "Coma White"

"I was beaten and tore up by the words that they said. No one would listen so I tattooed my story on my body",Louis says. Harry smiles "No one understood so I put a flower crown on my head",Harry responds. Louis laughs before pulling Harry into a hug. "I understand, girly. I love your flower crowns",Louis whispers in Harry's ear. "I love you tattoos. You aren't scary to me. You are Perfect",Harry respond before placing a kiss on Louis' lips.

Sequel to Stockholm Syndrome Five years. It's been five years since Harry last saw Louis. Five years since he was kidnapped by Liam and Zayn. Five years since he's truly been happy. Now, Louis is finally being released from prison, and Harry doesn't know what to do about it or how to handle it all. All he knows is that he still feels something. Yet he knows that Louis isn't good for him. Will Harry risk hurting someone close to him and losing the respect of his family for one guy? Or will tragedy ruin, not one relationship, but many others? "Being around you just brings everything back. It's almost like I have no control when I'm with you."

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."

Harry didn't realise meeting a boy, Louis, in the bathroom at X-Factor was a great beginning of an amazing adventure, friendship and maybe even more. This is the beginning of a band, of One Direction. This is how things should've turned out in my eyes, this is fiction based on facts, do you miss 1D as much as me of do you just want a great (b)romance story? Go ahead and read this! Have fun xx This is a Larry Stylinson story.