Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

"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

"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}

Starting university is always hard, and it's much harder when you don't have any friends. Wanting to prove himself and others wrong, Louis Tomlinson sets off downtown in hope of finding new people in a completely different environment as to what he was used to. But what happens when he gets more than he bargained for when he stepped into a small bar called "Babylon" and spots the most breathtaking curly haired man behind the counter.

Louis is an angsty, awkward twenty something living in New York City, where he's a part-time journalism student and works as a waiter in a restaurant. He meets Harry, a gorgeous amateur musician with a day job, at a bar one day while he's performing a gig--and things quickly escalate from there. The problem is, Louis can't tell if Harry is truly interested in him or just stringing him along... As their friendship begins to cross boundaries, Louis wonders what Harry's intentions are--and what this mystery musician is really doing in New York. LARRY. Louis' POV. Niall + Liam + Zayn. Cover Photo Credit to @SullenFairy ~Trigger warnings: self harm, eating disorders, addiction, and/or other mental issues~ Highest ranking: #56 in #Romantic-Thriller #135 in #Recovery #382 in #MentalHealth

Louis was his first. His first everything. First kiss, first date, first boyfriend, first savior, and first voice that he wanted to hear when he woke up. He was his first choice, his only choice, and he wanted him to keep being his first, because there was simply no one else. ❁ ❁ ❁ ❁ [COMPLETED] COPYRIGHT © 2016, qualitystylinson please do not copy or steal my story, or translate it unless given permission.

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.