Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

"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

„i made love and i thought of you." Ava ist gerade einmal 17 Jahre alt, als sie beginnt ein Spiel mit dem Feuer zu spielen. Dieses Feuer heißt Harry, ist 24 Jahre alt, unglaublich heiß und gleichzeitig der Freund ihrer großen Schwester.