"You are so, uhm . . . parfait." Harry says, blushing slightly when Louis gives him a confused look. "What?" Louis asks, glancing at Liam who has his eyebrows scrunched together and is glaring at Harry. "Perfect . . . This guy called you perfect, Lou." Liam states sternly, crossing his arms and looking at Harry. "Oh," Louis blushes a bright pink. "Merci." he thanks the green eyed boy, Harry grinning, leaning over and giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Oh hell-" Liam gets up from his seat and walks over to Louis, pulling him back and kissing his boyfriend roughly. [bottom!harry] © pleasurelouis, 2015 - 2016

"One hundred and sixty eight." "What?" "One hundred and sixty eight hours." "What's that?" "That's all the time I need to get you to fall in love with me."

Loving Harry was as easy as breathing. Until Harry's lungs slowly started to fail. Trigger Warnings: -Major illnesses/disorders and other unpleasant medical things, unidentified disease, sadness, and so on. - Unhappy ending (Please don't even start reading it if you don't like sad books or sad endings, I promise you it's not a happy story and I don't want to upset anyone).

One Direction, an obscure indie rock band, is about to embark on their first cross-country tour, living out of Louis' beloved van named Patricia. Harry is in love, and Louis is oblivious. Or is he? Featuring skinny-dipping in Texas waterfalls, getting lost in the desert, stargazing under the New Mexico sky, performing in front of crowds that grow in size each night, and falling in love on the road during the greatest summer of their lives.

Au where Louis is getting married and he has to be happy but he just doesn't feel that his fiance is that ONE and ONLY , so he runs out on his wedding with a cute curly waiter

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

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

harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD