Sono qui per raccontarvi una storia. Vi racconto di una scintilla. Di due cuori che si scheggiano come pietre. Vi racconto l'Amore. È la notte di capodanno e Louis Tomlinson, topo da biblioteca, sta lottando con i suoi ricordi e la sua amnesia tra una manciata di fotografie quando si imbatte in Harry, giovane filantro...
abbiamo deciso di mettervi in una band, potrebbe rivelarsi divertente!" Le parole che il giudice di X-Factor aveva pronunciato la sera prima mi rimbombavano nella testa, cercando di darsi un senso. Ancora non ci credevo. Ce l'avevo fatta davvero. Quando ho sentito i nomi dei miei compagni non ho neanche pensato se mi...
((warning!: hey everyone! i wrote this when i was like 15-16? and i realized i never put a rating on this story. it's pretty explicit! (i tagged it as mature but i'm going to put in the description that it's 18+ just so it's very clear)) Orgasms. You see that word and you think it's hot...right? Wrong. What if you...
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, atten...
Harry has passed away, leaving Louis to raise their teenage son alone. In the cupboard is a journal full of Harry's life-reflective letters left for Charlie.
"'Cause you were just a small child, alive for 6 years then torn from life. Maybe you were needed up there, but we're still unaware as why." Or The hardest thing Louis and Harry had to do was give their sweetest Charlie back to heaven
One week, one fucked up Porsche, two boys, and an all-important cookie.
