Harry is a cowboy sitting on the biggest oil reservoir in Wyoming, and Louis is the paralegal assigned to pressure him into selling his land. Disclaimer: I do not own this story and I do not take credit for any of the writing whatsoever! I just wanted to bring an ao3 work to Wattpad because it is one of my favourite Larry Stylinson fanfictions. All credit goes to @100percentsassy and @gloria_andrews on ao3

Louis interns at the state prison and meets Harry who's on death row with only six months until his execution date. - "Why would you want to love someone who's already gone." "I didn't choose to, but I do, and now I'll just have to accept that my heart will be shattered."

One of the best fics on ao3 I don't claim this story, I didn't write it Slight dom/sub

Harry just signed his second set of divorce papers. He felt like his life was over, like he had nothing left. Then he meets Louis.

••complete 2014•• harry is a singer and louis is a sassy barista

Very loosely based on the British TV show "The Up Series" and somewhat inspired by the song "Something I Need" by Onerepublic, we follow the lives of Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson in an interview setting every seven years. They fall apart and come together, their lives and emotions recorded. Harry calls it a time capsule. Louis calls it a pain in the arse. *MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH* (this is not my work. all credits go to the author, cherrystreet on ao3. i just really loved the book and wanted to put it on wattpad)

Harry has only had his room for thirty-two minutes when it stops being his. Uni AU. Harry had turned up at the halls of residence expecting fun, new friends, and maybe a life experience or two. What he doesn't expect is a surprise roommate who's loud and dramatic and obsessed with tea and is maybe, actually, all he's ever wanted. * by Hazmesentir on ao3

He doesn't know what he had been expecting out of the road trip itself besides burping contests and too much shitty gas station food with Oli and Stan, but in the brief moment before Harry ambles up his driveway, Louis idly wonders if this is about to become some sort of Gay Coming of Age story. Maine to California in ten days. In which Zayn's an open-shirt hippie they meet somewhere in Ohio, Liam's the pastor's son running away from home, and Niall's the number they call on the bathroom wall. It's 1978. Harry and Louis are just trying to get to San Fran in time for the Queen concert.

Liam knew going into the house was going to bring back memories. And, of course, it did. It reminded him of the times the boys and him would sit on the floor in a circle, giggling like school girls over silly things. He was able to remember when Niall fell down the stairs when he was drunk and high. On the carpet, where Niall had fell, was the blood that gushed from the gash across his forehead. Liam was reminded of Louis and Harry, and how in love they truly were. On old, cracking legs, Liam was able to explore the house, packing things that neither Louis, nor Harry would need anymore. Both were gone; but in completely different ways. While looking for new things, Liam came across a box labeled 'My Loves' in Harry's scratchy handwriting. Inside were over 60 tapes, all having the same title. 'The Love of My Life'. Those tapes were the memories Liam didn't want to be reminded of. (Based on Cinephile by Cinephile) cover/edit made by me picture by Welmoed Terpstra

Leave me once - may be forgiven. Break me twice - you may regret it. Make me love you again - shame on you.