AOB MPREG. TRANSLATIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED. "you're an omega, he's an alpha, it'll work out perfectly!" "Nialler. I'll never get a chance with him." "chonces are for losers Lou, just go for it." ----------------- Louis, born as a small omega, loves his time in the ballet studio, working on the choreography for their next dance. he loves it with a passion, he probably wants to do it till his legs give out. on the other side of the studio, there's a boxing hall. that's where Harry comes in. a broad, possessive alpha. he's been working out for almost 5 years, and his abs are an omega/beta's favourite thing. oh, did I mention, he's the son of the most dangerous man in London, Desmond Styles. (very bad written/storyline. read with caution and a grain of salt please...)

[completed] No one likes going to a new school. But when Harry meets Louis, deaf, beautiful and insecure, he finds that he doesn't mind school too much; it led him to Louis. © HiAndOops 2013

"I'm going to fuck up your soldier, Tomlinson." "Only if you can fuck me first, Styles." [Italian translation available]

❝It's 12:26 am and I'd like to scream at you and tell you that I miss you but instead I just closed my eyes and whispered "you're a fool for letting me go.❞ [sequel to lost memories] [warnings: sexual content]

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 Cover made by: whatkooloser