❝I woke up to see a figure standing in my doorway. Louis. He made his way into my room and onto my bed, right next to me. I glanced over at him only to see that he was staring at me, rather intensely. His eyes were full of determination and ... lust? No, it couldn't be. I grinned at him and said, "Boo, what cha' staring at me f - mmmmppphhfff" I was cut by a strong pair of lips being smacked onto my own. Lou's lips.❞ {i really am clueless on these intros, i apologize}

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 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

"They still write poems about you, you know?" He looked at me strangely, "Why?" I shrugged, "You are a tragedy, people love to dwell on those." He smiled to himself, "There is nothing tragic about grasping what you want... even if it's only for a moment." - last night, I dreamed of Icarus laughing Warning ⚠️ : This story contains swearing, indications of assault, mature content and serious Harry feels. Read at your own discretion.

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

For as long as Harry Styles can remember, he has known that he likes both girls and boys. He is now eighteen years old and goes to high school with his best friends. During his youth, he's been with both sexes. Not many people know about this, though. His closest friends only think he likes girls, and Harry has never bothered to tell them otherwise. However, it all gets complicated for Harry when he suddenly starts crushing on one of his best friends, Louis Tomlinson because Louis is the biggest ladies' man of them all. Will Harry ever get his feelings reciprocated, or will he end up having to move on? © 2020, Pauline (Larrys_Girl), All Rights Reserved. Highest Rankings: #1 in Larry 29/11-20 #1 in Harrystyles 8/3-22 #1 in Stylinson 29/11-20 #1 in Tomlinson 2/2-22 #1 in Louis 23/2-22 #2 in Highschool 19/12-20 #9 in Wattpad 10/12-20 #9 in Boyxboy 15/3-22

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

harry and louis exchange notes almost everyday, slipping them into each other's lockers. that is, until, something comes up and things dont end well. [lowercase intended]

Just a little bit of Larry proof and what not to brighten up your day!