"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

When Harry Styles goes to his uncle's in Florida for the summer, he's reminded by the company his two dating friends, Liam and Zayn, how hopelessly single he is. The trip he expected to be fun turns slightly sour on his first day there. Until he meets Louis Tomlinson, that is. And even though Louis is more different than Harry could imagine, Harry slowly begins to feel like Louis could very well make his seemingly lonely trip the best vacation of his life.

(Sequel to A Twist of Fate) Two years have passed since Harry met Louis in New South Wales on an exchange program. Now they've both graduated from university, and Louis decides that maybe it's time to take a chance and do something about those last three parting words he had for Harry.

Louis and Harry grew up together, and were best friends even in their earliest memories. They are 12 years old when Louis has to move to Australia, and they never expect anything to be the same again. They make a pact, a promise to one another, put it in a bottle and throw it out to sea. They promise to get back in touch if any of them ever find the bottle again. A silly, childish pact that isn't so silly when you're only twelve years old. Seven years later, fate turns in their favour. Louis stumbles upon an old, green bottle and Harry just happens to be in Australia as an exchange student. They spend time together catching up, but no amount of time can make up for the seven years they spent apart. It's almost cruel when you realise the one thing most important to you has been in front of you all the while, yet you never realise.