[FINISHED 2021] The sequel to 'Clean Slate' After tying the knot at 18 years old, being married for 10 years, and having a 13 year old daughter, the day has finally arrived, as Louis and Harry are now ready to have a baby. This is their story. ~~ This is a Mpreg story in which male pregnancy is as common as female pregnancy. If you don't like this kind of story don't read it. You've been warned! Mpreg = male pregnancy I know it can't happen, but this is a work of fiction and anything can happen in fiction, so please skip the negative comments about the subject.

"Um...can I sit here? Pwease," the four year old harry asks. "This seat is taken," the six year old louis lies. - all rights reserved © softiesharry 2020

Louis loved being manhandled, he loved being pressed against a mattress and getting fucked hard. He loved being fucked against a wall and Louis loved being spanked. Louis loved being carried and taking bubble baths, he loved wearing pretty lace panties and he absolutely adored being called kitten and princess. Louis loved all of these things, he just didn't know it yet. And what better person was there to teach him then, Harry Styles? Louis' a little interested in writing and Harry's very interested in Louis. They're just trying to make things work. Or the one where Louis gets lessons about sex from, Harry Styles, a man who doesn't know how to love.

"No fucking way." He says. Harry frowns. Louis starts circling the boy, checking him out as he speaks to him. "First, you want to talk to me like I am your equal or less than you, then you show up, expecting me to be lenient on the fact that you are-" he checks his watch again, "18 minutes late to practice, which is wasting my time, and then you want to call me by my first name when I clearly don't remember stating you were allowed to do so." Louis stops when he is in front of the boy, and places his hands behind his back as he looks at him. "Now tell me why I should even consider the thought of letting you stay here, wasting my personal practice time, to train the likes of you?" Or: In which Harry is a newcomer to the sport and Louis is an expert on the opposing team Highest ranking: #2 in larrystylinson

Louis, an upper year Residence Advisor and sexy loudmouth aspiring journalist, pulls along quirky and anxious first year student Harry, determined to help him get the most out of college. The younger boy quickly learns that college isn't just about bad roommates and boring professors, but a place for getting hopelessly lost trying to take a shortcut in the dead of night, getting pulled up onstage in a coffeehouse, getting a bit tipsy and making bad decisions, and maybe even falling for someone entirely off limits. **Trigger Warning: Anxiety/Panic Attacks** *I really appreciate all the lovely messages, but I am not currently looking to translate any of my stories*

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

Once again, not my fic. I claim no part of this, it was completely written by the AO3 user Velvetoscar. If you want to follow them on tumblr, you can find them at mizzwilde.tumblr.com I take no credit, I only put it on Wattpad for the people who don't have an AO3 account and can't read it. Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

On everyone's eighteenth birthday a tattoo shows up somewhere on their body, corresponding in some way with your soulmates' own. It could be the exact same tattoo, or one that's similar in some way or it may even be the first thing that you say to each other. Ever since he turned eighteen Louis Tomlinson has stared at the "Oops!" trying to imagine what his soulmate was going to be like and what their matching tattoo would look like. The omega didn't realize that said soulmate would end up being the lead singer to his favorite band, a very well known alpha by the name of Harry Styles. 🥝🥝🥝🥝🥝 Or Louis is just an ordinary omega while Harry's the lead singer in his favorite band and the two of them are soulmates.

Louis sent 14 messages before he died. One to his mother, one to his sister Lottie, one to his sister Fizzy, one to his sister Phoebe, one to his sister Daisy, and nine to his best friend, Harry Styles.

-"Boy's can like flowers too" Louis cut Harry off, smiling when they made eye contact. "Boy's can like anything that girls like." "Anything? Can they even like boys?" Harry whispered really quietly-