"Deck the halls with balls of toenails, fa-la-la-la-la, I hate your beard." "I don't have a beard." "I know. It's pathetic." A jolly AU where Harry is an elf-in-training who quits his job and moves to London after the Elder Elves cancel Christmas in the North Pole. He plans to stay in London after that...but he decides to save his favorite holiday instead. And he may or may not enlist the help of his favorite human and full-time scrooge, Louis. ❄ Winner of a 2016 Watty for HQ Love

“Wait Harry invited you?! You mean the Harry that Louis has been pining over since year seven? The Harry Styles that had Louis call Zayn because he accidently liked one of his facebook statuses from three years ago? The Harry that had Louis-“ “We get it Niall,”

With his water and wind abilities, Louis is a normal High School student, albeit his powers are a little - a lot - more powerful than the other student's. When he runs into his dangerous, predestined soulmate, his life gets twisted in ways he never imagined... He has to save him, but he only has Seven Minutes...

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 the appropriate places in the story where you can read them. Please check my bio for the link to the translations! These include POLISH (Polski), SPANISH (Español), ITALIAN (Italiano), FRENCH (Français), RUSSIAN (русский), CZECH, CHINESE (中国的), ROMANIAN (român), PORTUGUESE (português), BRAZILIAN PORTUGUESE (português do Brasil) SLOVAK (slovenská), DUTCH (Nederlands), GERMAN (Deutsch) Direct link to translation masterpost is: http://room_317.livejournal.com

❝Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'll be the one, if you want me to. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up on you.❞ [warnings: strong language & 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

"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 heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction