THIS IS BUTTERFLY GUN BY ERAVAIN ON ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN Summary: Harry has never been much of a fighter, but-as always-where Louis Tomlinson is concerned, a lot of things stop being true. 1940's AU. Even after six years apart, they can't forget their shared wartime childhood. IN NO MEANS AM I TRYING TO CLAIM THIS AS MY OWN STORY, THIS IS JUST SO I CAN READ IT IN A MORE EASY WAY AND FOR OTHERS WHO WOULD LIKE TO READ IT SINCE IT WAS TAKEN OFF OF AO3. PLEASE DO NOT REPORT IT. IF IT IS A PROBLEM TO YOU LET ME KNOW AND I WILL DO MY BEST TO FIX IT. THANK YOU AND ENJOY <3

❝ I really hope you don't expect me to do anything. Because I won't. I don't care. Cry all you like but when it comes down to it, you don't need me and I don't need you. Love isn't real. It only exists in fairytales and Disney movies. This is real life, honey. Get used to it. ❞

When Harry Styles goes to his uncle's in Florida for the summer, he's reminded by the company his two dating friends, Liam and Zayn, how hopelessly single he is. The trip he expected to be fun turns slightly sour on his first day there. Until he meets Louis Tomlinson, that is. And even though Louis is more different than Harry could imagine, Harry slowly begins to feel like Louis could very well make his seemingly lonely trip the best vacation of his life.

What happens when two completely opposite lads from different social classes meet one day aboard the fatal British ocean liner?

It's the Christmas season in New York City. There are far too many mistletoes hanging in Harry's apartment building and there is a pair of mischievous candy cane blue eyes who is responsible. #28 in Christmas, #100 in louis, #97 in larry, #255 in onedirection, #417 in harry, #11 larrystylinson The pictures on the cover are not mine. all credits go to the owner. larryent December 2019 Disclaimer. I do not own one direction or anything with a brand name. This is a fanfiction and purely for entertainment. DO NOT STEAL/REPOST MY STORIES/WORKS. ©larryent

louis tomlinson, a boy who's addicted to smoking. harry styles, a boy who sells cigarettes, and feels very sad.

I wanted to let him know that he was more than a friend. I just didn't know what to do, so I whispered " I love you" Larry stylinson ♡ 2015- LouisTheTease

"If he scolds, I shall tell him that he sings as sweetly as a bird. If he frowns, I'll say he looks as clear as morning roses newly washed with dew. If he will not speak a word, I shall say how well he talks. If he tells me to be gone, I shall thank him as if he had asked me to stay a week. Let him scold as loudly as a thunderstorm I shall still make him love me."

Leave me once - may be forgiven. Break me twice - you may regret it. Make me love you again - shame on you.