Lover (H.S)

Harry didn't plan to fall for Cornelia Brooks. But London has a weird way of doing things, doesn't it?

Duplicity [h.s]

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...

My Best Friend//L.S.

It was pretty bad Harry Styles had a crush on his bandmate, Louis Tomlinson. But it was worse because Louis was his best friend in the whole world. In everyone else's eyes, Harry was straight. He couldn't come out because of his management and he was too scared to tell his family or friends. What would happen if someo...

Flightless Bird || l.s. ✔︎

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

TLS #1 : Taming The Badboy

TLS #1 Ethan Vecton Handsome , smart as hell , manly body and a playboy. He only look at beautiful and hot girls. He hates and always get cold to nerdy , stupid and ugly girl. Kimberly Medilton She's one of the Vallon's kids but she lives in Seattle with her grandparents. Her grandparents always teach her how to live...

a guide to modern philosophy ⁽ᴸˢ⁾

I saw the angel in the marble And carved until I set him Free. - Michelangelo or the one where Harry as an artist lives in a city of art; Rome, and Louis decides to spend the holidays just one street down from his studio.

Y&B

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Marcus Bradford means something, Phoenix Carter doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Van Burke, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

I Want to Write You a Song

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

i sleep naked ➸ larry stylinson

"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 he...