••complete 2014•• louis runs a gang and harry dates gang members

Harry Styles is 16 and has had a rough life. At the age of seven his parents divorced, he went with his mum Anne and barely sees his father anymore. And by eleven he was bullied for being an outcast. At 15, he left and decided to live with his dad Des for the summer but that didn’t end well. Now going back may be even harder than Harry thought. Not only does Harry have to hide the scars he’s left all over his skin but he has to hide all the bruises Des gave him to. And to make matters worse he is going into a new school, in a new town with no friends. Before heading back Harry is determined to make something of himself, and just this time, there’s a secret involved. After a few weeks Harry already has everything he ever wanted. Girls are going crazy for him, he’s the captain of the football team, he has good grades, he has a bunch of friends, and nobody knows the secret. It may seem perfect to Harry except Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik aren’t too happy. They are the bullies that run the school. They get the girls, they’re the captain of the football team and they want Harry gone. They do a bit of research and soon find out Harry’s big secret expecting it to be normal but this secret involves Louis and Harry’s sexuality.

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[completed] "Please don't say anything." "Lou-" "Don't fucking speak," I snarled, my breath hitting the skin on his neck that I was glaring into. I took a deep breath, collected my thoughts and lapped my hands on each side of his waist, the sensation sending shivers right through me. I said, "I'll do this with you. But you can't tell anyone." ... Where Harry is a boy toy at university and Louis is an efficient student with an uncontrollable sense of sexual desire.

Everything has finally become too much for Louis to handle. The lies, fake relationships and fake smiles. The fans were right. They had always been right. Louis loves Harry but isn't allowed to have him. He's had enough and no longer wants to live this fake life. "You were right... All of you have always been right. Every look, every subtle touch... You were right." As he signs onto a live video chat for the last time and tells the world what they already knew, will it be enough to make Harry realize the true meaning behind Louis' words? "So in the next... 27 minutes I want to tell you the truth. Every last bit of it... But 27 minutes is all the time left before I say goodbye." --------- This book is originally written by Happinessintime, an amazing writer who's account disappeared a long time ago along with this amazing story.

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]

Harry and Lou meet up again two years after they ended their four year relationship. Louis claims it's a business deal he's after with Harry, but Harry can't help but wonder if there's a bigger plan at hand - and whether or not Louis is really as okay as he claims he is. Highest rankings: #1 in #Rehab #10 in #AnorexiaRecovery #73 in #Recovery #134 in #MentalHealth #196 in #EatingDisorder

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When I first started writing Locker 17, I had a different ending than the one on the original book. I couldn't bring myself to just forget about it, so here's a different ending :)

"Jesteś taki malutki." Żeby udowodnić swoją rację, Louis ścisnął mocno Harry'ego w swoich ramionach, a Harry przytulił się do klatki piersiowej Louisa możliwie jak najbliżej. "Moja śliczna laleczka z papieru." A kiedy Louis przytulił go ponownie, składając niepewny, lecz ciepły pocałunek na zimnym czole Harry'ego poczuł, że jego serce znowu to czuje, poczuł miłość. Delikatne trzepotanie, którego nawet najbardziej opanowany człowiek na świecie nie mógł powstrzymać. Kochał Louisa. Kochał go mimo to, że nie chciał, naprawdę nie chciał. Okej, no może trochę.