"Okay, are we done here?" Louis says as almost a whisper, avoiding eye contact with Harry. "Depends." Harry answers. "On what?" Harry steps even closer to Louis so that their chests are practically touching. He knows Louis will easily submit to him now. He lifts Louis' chin for the third time that day, and brings it closer to his own face. "Are you going to behave for the rest of the year? Or: Louis wants his teacher's love. Harry wants his student to learn respect before he leaves this senior year. They both have their own plans to make sure they get what they want. Highest ranking: #1 in larrystylinson

"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