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...
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.
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}
It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020
Louis Tomlinson is a thief, and a damn good one at that. Most have heard of him. Most don't understand him. And Harry Styles is the FBI agent who can never seem to catch him. (Cover made by @UniquelyOrdinary)
Louis and Harry grew up together, and were best friends even in their earliest memories. They are 12 years old when Louis has to move to Australia, and they never expect anything to be the same again. They make a pact, a promise to one another, put it in a bottle and throw it out to sea. They promise to get back in to...
"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...
Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning t...
This is the story of a twisted, difficult journey. This is the story of two very different boys finding out who they really are. This is the story of an unlikely pairing, stepping up and facing the cruel world together. Their bond is infinite. Their love is infinite. This is their story. This is Larry Stylinson. Copyr...
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'...
Harry und Liam verbindet eine enge Freundschaft. Natürlich stimmt Harry da zu, wenn sein bester Freund seinen Geburtstag in einer Blockhütte im Wald feiern möchte, auch wenn er dazu eigentlich gar keine Zeit hat. Aber Liam will nicht nur seinen Geburtstag feiern. Harry soll seinen neuen Freund kennen lernen, der zu di...
Eine, in der Harry Styles, unbeholfener Kandidat schlechter Noten, seine Sommerferien eigentlich anders geplant hatte, wenn nicht seine Mutter gewesen wäre. Anstatt also das zu tun, was er wollte, konnte Harry auf eine für ihn unbekannte Insel Mitten im Ärmelkanal zu seiner Großmutter reisen, um dort seine fünf Wochen...
Wenn man im Internet nach dem Begriff 'Lüge' suchen würde, würde man herausfinden, dass nicht nur das Verbreiten einer Unwahrheit dazu zählt, sondern auch das bewusste Verschweigen der Wahrheit. Aber wieso sollte man den schweren Weg gehen, wenn der einfachere Weg quasie mit einem roten Teppich ausgelegt ist? Wie eine...