harry goes to walmart to buy supplies to kill himself, but when he bumps into a blue eyed boy- who claims he's his guardian angel-, he's willing to stay a little longer. cover idea credit to: @-voidallison

"It was ironic, his firm grip on the bridge, considering his grip on life had slipped long ago. " 18 year old Harry Styles is walking home from his friends house late one night when he sees a boy stepping off the railing of their towns largest bridge. Adrenaline takes over and he grabs the boy before he can plummet to death in the icy river below. After rushing him to the hospital, Harry realizes he can't get the mysterious pretty boy out of his mind and is determined to get to know him.

Harry was put in West Rock for the murder of his boyfriend, Dustin. Four years later, he's released, trying to live a normal life and escape his reputation. Then there's Louis, the curious new boy who needs to find out if Harry's a killer for himself. As Louis keeps up the chase, Harry grows more and more frustrated, and he finds his gaze on the knives. One push may be all it takes to send Harry into a rage, but Louis is too in over his head to save himself now.

It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

Harry Styles is the owner of a very popular strip club called LURE and he happens to need a new stripper. When he spots a perfect brown-haired boy in the mall and over hears him saying he needs to make lots of money and he needs to make it quick, he doesn't hesitate in offering him a job. Will the boy turn it down, or will his need for money coax him into taking it? [this is a Slow Burn story so if that's not your thing, don't read, this is your warning so please no NEW comments complaining about it, thanks :)]

He wasn't. He couldn't be. Louis was humping his leg. Maybe he was sleeping, Harry's thoughts spun wildly, having a dirty dream. But Harry knew Louis up and down, the patterns of his breathing, the tension in his muscles - this wasn't sleeping Louis. As if to confirm Harry's thoughts, Louis gripped him slightly and unmistakably ground his hips. A soft moan escaped Harry's lips. Louis stilled. Harry held his breath. No no no please don't stop, God. Louis' hands traveled up his body lightly, the barely there touch making him hiss. "'S this ok?" Louis' voice sounded uncertain, hesitant, like his fingers delicately tracing Harry's spine. Or: A whole lot of cute fluffiness takes a horrifying descent into hardcore godless smut. But it's ok though cuz it's Louis and Harry and they're adorable little cupcakes who love each other very much.