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. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cov...
"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}
Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.
Louis has a habit of not complaining. Harry hates it because, sometimes if you don’t complain, bad things happen; like ending up in the ICU. This is the OFFICIAL VERSION please note that there are four or five R rated scenes that have been moved to another site to keep this story un-privated. The links are provided in...
Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden
Delilah's the only girl in school not falling head over heels for Harry, but as things change stranger things have happened.
"Harry Styles has been reported to be at the hospital for almost two days now after being a victim of a wild car accident last Friday night after last being seen sitting at a bar drinking alone." Part of me was kind of shocked due to not remembering that factor, then again I never really thought about how I ended up i...
Larry Stylinson: A bromance that causes a physical pain in your chest because you know in your heart, there's something more, something real. Harry Styles had held this secret for too long. He has been involved with many women, even Caroline Flack in order to bury this secret. So when Louis starts to feel something fo...
"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...
