"It was like a wave crashing up against the shore, the sounds of an old piano breaking through the silence, a light illuminating the darkness, a sense, a feeling. A million emotions suddenly flowing through your head that you haven't felt in the longest time. A time and place that you thought you would never get the chance to visit again. Suddenly everything felt right. Everything had a purpose again. He had a reason for living again. After it seemed like a thousand lifetimes of waiting, he finally found it again. He found him again. His home." ... Or an au where Louis and Harry are off living their separate lives 10 years after the news that they didn't make it through the x-factor. The time they shared was brief but it left them with a bond that could never be broken. Time has found a way to twist into the mind of these two boys and cause them to forget. Forget the time they shared together and forget the reason that allowed them to keep going. Louis' and Harry's paths eventually cross again with a mix of confusion, trauma, unresolved conflicts and maybe with a force of forgotten memories and feelings that reached the surface once again. But will those memories be able to see how much time it takes for their two souls to come back home to each other? Time is supposed to heal all wounds, but maybe some wounds aren't able to stitch back together.

They didn't mean for it to happen, but when teen parenthood takes over Harry and Louis' life, their one night stand becomes a little more complicated.

Drunk texting your ex is never a good idea especially when you haven't talked to him in ages. But Louis took texting your ex to a whole new level. He wrote and recorded a song for Harry and send it to him. But how do you explain that? And how do you move on from a situation like this? To become friends? A couple? Or ghost each other again? #larrystylingson WARNING! Mature content!

book one when they were eighteen, harry and louis had fallen in love. six years later, things have changed a bit.

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]

When Harry and Louis got together it wasn't under the best circumstances. Louis was taken by another. But go figure that the way they ended up together is the very same way it ended. And Harry left Louis. He left him with a lot more than he thought. A story about how people's misconceptions almost destroyed a love that went beyond measure.

"It hurts." That's All Harry identified his stomach pain as. Why he didn't want to sleep with Louis anymore. He was afraid very afraid. Afraid something was desperately wrong with him. But when Louis is called to the emergency room by a scared Harry, their lives as they know it, will be different forever. ©AvannahSay Stolen Prologues, Chapters, and Epilogues are punishable by law Winner of the Spring Contest for 'Best Larry Series' First Book: Tattoos And Dimples

When Harry absolutely knows he doesn't want a submissive anytime soon, he meets innocent, blue eyed, curvy little Louis. Will Harry keep Louis? Or will his feelings once again, decide to hide away in the back of his mind? {{under some edits!! this is a bit cringe and was written when I was a dumb ass hahah}}}

"This is all my fault. Mine, yours and Lizas." I laugh bitterly. "If she hadn't told me to em-embrace this lifestyle-If you hadn't danced with me-if I hadn't gone to that stupid party." I cried, the tears ran down my cheeks and I didn't dare move to wipe them away. Harry sighed. He pulled me towards him, laying us down, so we were facing each other. He kissed away my tears and tightened his arms around me. "If all of that had not happened...I wouldn't have fallen in love with you." Copyright © xNo_Jimmy_Protestedx on Wattpad All rights reserved 2015

Summary: We'll play hide and seek to turn this around (give me love like never before)... "So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him.