Louis Tomlinson is a newly divorced and sober Flight attendant. Harry Styles is a newly divorced and sober Pilot. They both loved each other until Harry Cheated on Louis. Now they're both bitter- sweet divorcees that work with each other. But working at a job where you travel around the world with your ex-husband may force old feelings and old habits back into reality. Hating the one you love is a struggle....and Louis just so happens to be cursed with this sickness..and even worst he can't drink on the job. Flying Sober. COPYRIGHTS © 2014 Hailyblooms First Larry story....

"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

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

"Niall it's about that time." "About time for what, dad?" "You're about to turn 18." he says before pulling out a contract I'm all too familiar with. "Y-you want me to become a porn star?" Hey. I'm Niall Payne, I am 17 almost 18 and my father is a director for adult films. When I say adult films yes I mean as in Porn hub, red tube. etc. Payne inc. that's the company name. And this is all good and fine...but uh he wants me to join the family business. .......I could use the money. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Copyright © 2014 Hailyblooms Warning: Contains various sexual scenes and references.

BOOK 1 of the 'OUR' Trilogy He promised. He left. He came back.

"Y-You shot her!  You shot my girlfriend!" I yelled, my hands becoming bloody as I applied pressure to her bleeding chest, my eye throbbing from being hit. I was able to hear faint sirens in the background. "Listen, kid," He said, his lips covered by a purple ski mask, "the cops will be here at any second, and if you don't come with me you'll be blamed for killing your girlfriend.  Now if you do not want to go to jail, you will come with me right now."  Tears began pouring down my eyes, sirens getting louder. "She's going to die!" I shouted back.  Why doesn't he get it?! "She's already dead! Don't you see?!  Now I'm leaving whether you're coming or not!"  I looked down to my lifeless girlfriend, her chest unmoving. "Police!  Open up!"  The blue-eyed boy in the purple ski mask looked at me one final time, signalling me to go.  I looked down at Amanda one final time. "I love you." And I got up and followed the mysterious man out the window, leaving everything behind me, just as the doors were kicked down. I followed the criminal who killed my girlfriend, until we reached a Lexus, which he probably stole. "Call me L. You'll be with me for a while."  I just stared at the blood on my hands.  "How do you know that?" I asked. "Because your face will be all over the news tomorrow, and if you don't stick with me, you'll get caught."  I gulped and looked at this crazy man, speeding down the road with a SMIRK on his face. What now?