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The English player by LouisSavedMe_x
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"Just behave Harry." Liam sighs. "It's the World Cup, I have worked hard for this and I still can't believe that mom and dad convinced coach to take you with us." "Don't worry, Liam. I won't bother you, I have Niall with me." Harry grins while packing his suitcase. "I am so excited!" "Yeah, Niall with you is the thing that worries me the most. He doesn't have a good influence on you. Just don't forget about the rules, Harry. Don't disobey them." "I'm 18 Liam, not a kid. I know what's right or wrong." "You behave like a kid, Harry and for sure when Niall is with you. But you know it: Don't start conversations with other players yourself, just answer..." "just answer them when they talk to me and no flirting with players. I got it Liam." Harry rolls his eyes. "I mean it, Harry. I don't want to hear complaints from other players or coaches. Don't cause trouble." Liam has a stern look on his face and Harry gives him an innocent smile in return. "I won't brother..." He will. Liam Payne is captain of the American football team. When there is the world cup, his parents randomly decide that Liam has to bring his little brother and his best friend with him to Brazil. Liam is not happy with it and gives his little brother some rules to make sure he doesn't create any chaos while he has to focus on winning the cup. But Harry has never been one to listen to his brother or following rules. -All the football players are fictional
Birmingham Disciplinary School for Male - L.S. 2 by lovewasaprettylie
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Louis takes a deep breath, running his hand through his hair, "Harry, you know that I can't let you do that. Why don't we walk back to our room and you can tell me what happened." He says grabbing Harrys trembling hand, leading him to their room. They walk back in silence, hand in hand the whole time. Once they get back, Louis drops Harry's hand without noticing how red the boys cheeks are from blushing. "Go to my room and kneel." He says not specifying where in the room because his sub should already know. THIS IS THE SEQUAL TO: Birmingham Disciplinary School for Male by _Just_Elli_
Truth or dare? (L.S.) by larrydoesinfactexist
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While on tour for their second album, the 5 One Direction boys gather every other night to play quite the hectic game called 'truth or dare'. Secrets are revealed, crushes are exposed and maybe, just maybe, love is found. [Larry stylinson fanfiction ]
Sugar Daddy - Larry  by lustingz
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Gift [Larry Stylinson Hybrid Louis] by amy_henry17
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Hybrid Louis and Punk Harry. A story where a Harry receives a 'Gift' which wasn't meant for him.
Trust me with your dreams by gooniesneversaydie1
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Louis is a 16 year old boy who is abused by his Father, his older brother Liam is trying desperately to get Louis out of the abusive situation, but it's proving difficult. Harry is a 24 year old Mathmatics teacher who has just started teaching at Louis School. Harry knows Louis is hiding something and just wants to help him, but what happens when feelings develop and Harry pushes himself into Louis life. THIS STORY IS MY OWN PLEASE DO NOT COPY MY WORKS
Youtubers (Boyxboy) by cliffacuddle
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**THIS FIC WAS WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 16 AND IS KIND OF SORT OF OKAY** Harry and Liam are best friends and pretty popular at school, only for the fact that they both are famous youtubers. Well Harry is, sometimes Liam joins him but nonetheless they're still best friends. Louis and Zayn are best friends who happen to stumble upon the duo. They can't help but think how incredibly funny they are and how they would love to meet them. Louis and Zayn make a random video response and send it to them just for laughs. Harry and Liam are dying now to meet these incredibly talented and hilarious boys. They set up a place and a time to meet, luckily they all live in London. One weekend with each other and that's all it takes for them to be joined at the hip.
A* - Larry Stylinson  Completed by midnight-memory
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just because he's different :: l.s. by birthingaddictss
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"What? Who's that?" "Louis Tomlinson. He's such a freak." Or where Louis Tomlinson likes pink frilly things and Harry wants people to accept that. P.S. This was written a few years ago when I was a dumb little fuck and couldn't write for shit ENJOY :)
Heat Waves by tbhyourelame. by deimalol4
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PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals