Bluegreen storie

a larry stylinson fanfiction that is going to blow your mind TRIGGER WARNING If you are easily triggered by death or abuse or something, pls do not read this.

Louis will never tire of his walks along the lake to the bus stop. With his jam-covered toast and his iPod blasting The Smiths, Jeff Buckley, The Fray, Elliot Smith, and the list goes on. He can't dream of asking for more. When he catches the new kid taking his picture without asking, he might find a lifelong best friend, and his first taste at what a family truly is. Will the Styles family be able to save Louis? Will Louis help them move past their loss? Will they be able to find the light at the end of the tunnel?

Louis and Harry one-shots for you all to read!!! I hope you all will enjoy my one shots :) Anygays luvs, let's get into reading about our two lovely dads 💚💙 I write all types of stories, if you have any requests, just write me and I will try to write it 😏 -------------------- All stories are mine so if you want to repost, give credit :)

Louis: Escribo porque escuché tu álbum y quería felicitarte por ello. Siempre seremos compañeros, después de todo, y esos años no fueron en vano. (¿Demasiado frío? No importa, no lo ves hace años.) Me gustaron mucho las canciones, especialmente Habit y Too Young y yo... No pude evitar pensar en la posibilidad de que fueran para mí. Se siente raro escribirte algo; bueno, algo que no sea una canción. No debí escribir eso, perdón si estoy sobrepasando la poca confianza que ahora tenemos. (Detén las malditas lágrimas antes de que manchen en papel. Céntrate.) Me alegra mucho que te esté yendo bien, los fans te adoran; bueno, es casi imposible no hacerlo, siempre has sido algo así como el sol, como hecho de oro. Si te preguntas por mí, creo que todo está en los tabloides y periódicos -lo típico, Harry el rompe corazones, Harry y su nueva novia- pero he logrado ser libre, abierto, y me alegra mucho serlo ahora. Estoy bien, estoy en algunas cosas nuevas, mi yo de 19 años estaría feliz de en quién me he convertido e increíblemente orgulloso; pero sé que mi yo de 19 años estaría increíblemente orgulloso de ti también, ver tu resiliencia, verte tan fuerte, verte sobreponerte por toda la mierda que has pasado; me gustaría haber estado más presente...

{love story} Shrek was a normal highschool girl with long glancy hair and rose cheeks while Sonic was the school bad boy..

What happens when two boys who've hated each other since high school reunite after nine years for the holidays? And what happens when they're both after the same bottle of cranberry juice at the grocery store?

Cyana Therese Dela Cruz was born in a time where people can not live without using Technology. As a digital native, she's obsessed with taking pictures of herself.Because of her addiction in social media, her parents confiscated all the gadgets that she have and sent her to her grandmother's hometown in the province near the sea where there are no technology so that she could learn to appreciate the things that doesn't revolve around technology. Little did she know, that being sent away by her parents will gonna change the flow of her life. What would be the flow of her life? Will it be rough like the flood? Or Will it be soothing like the calm sea?

The Tomlinsons. Everyone knows them, nobody loves them. Mark Tomlinson is a very well-known gang leader, housing and operating one of the countries biggest drug trade. Violence is never off the table for the Tomlinson family. When young Harry Styles accidentally gets caught up in some of the Tomlinson's deeds, he's taken for ransom and is held at the Tomlinson home. Louis Tomlinson, Mark's only son and "leader in training", quickly takes a liking to the curly headed boy, despite all of his fathers orders. We know it won't sit well with Mr. Tomlinson, especially when it interferes with the family business. NOTE: The characters ages are different from their real life ages! They will also be adjusted to fit the story better. For example, Louis will be nineteen in the story, meaning the twins would be 7 if it were real life. But in the story, the twins will be 6. It shouldn't affect the story, but it's just so you're aware and you don't come at me for getting the ages "wrong". ALSO: PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMER IN CHAPTER ONE! THANK YOU!

After 5 years the devil's angel reapeared in Alexa's life and turned everything around. She tries to balance her troubled life and running from a killer. Will she give in or will her relationship with The Devil's Angel survive?

Lady Catherine Howard is simply impossible. A prankster at heart, she enjoys mischief and fun, but as the daughter of the esteemed Duke of Norfolk, Catherine is doomed (in her eyes) to be engaged to one of the snobbish pricks on her father's list of possible suitors, ending all her time for amusement. Spunky and free-willed, Catherine refuses to allow herself to be reduced to a piece of meat to be fought over. Instead, she decides to take matters into her own hands, and eliminate each of these "honorable" suitors one by one. But soon, she will discover that life LOVES to throw curveballs, in the form of... well, let's just call it 'a challenge'. (Set in the year 1837) Excerpt: "Are you really?" she asked, amusedly, humoring him "Undoubtedly. I am, after all, of the highest caliber. You would have to be utterly daft to refuse me." "Well, then," she replied gathering up her skirts, "I suppose that is what I am!" He fell into the pond with a splash. Later, she was questioned by her father's advisor as to just how her last suitor could have possibly stormed into the tower, soaked to the bone, muttering about insipid, insane women and their penchant for extremely deadly shoes, to be escorted out by her mother. She simply laughed in reply and said that she could not possibly have pushed him in. She, an innocent girl! Suitor number 32 simply went mad, had a heat stroke and jumped into the pond! Or did he just find that little duck in the middle of the pond adorable? Hmmm. She would not know. Two hours later, she was confined to her room, with two guards patrolling her doors. Needless to say, fabrication was not her forte. Nor, was sarcasm, really.

A small poem with regards to Larry. You would understand who's who even if the names are not mentioned. There are a bit of song lyrics in the end as I couldn't stop myself from not adding it, 'cause who am I to resist such beautiful things written by them. Also, the whole thing's fictional. It was inspired by a fanfiction based on Louis and Harry.

Louis Tomlinson likes to pull little jokes on his boyfriend Harry Styles. He plays one joke repeatedly until the real thing happens.. Started Oct 21 2021 Finished Oct 26 2021

You're called a widow when your partner dies. You're called an orphan when you parents die. There's no word for when you lose a child, and that is because no word could ever describe the pain and grief that is felt. When your child leaves you, they take your heart right along with them. -- Warnings: This story includes smoking, drinking, character death, and although this s larry stylinson the storyline will not be focused on romance in any way -- (Liking, voting, and commenting really help the story. Also, if you enjoy this I have loads more I'm working on, so if you'd like to go check those out it would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!)

Sequel to "Do You Realize?" Louis' brother and all his friends are now gone, but Louis has his own problems to deal with. He can't spend his time worrying about Harry when he's struggling to stay on his feet. _ _ Warnings: drug addiction and abuse. _ _ (Liking, voting, and commenting really help the story. Also, if you enjoy this, I have loads more I'm working on, so if you'd like to go check those out it would be greatly appreciated. Thanks!)

"You're still seeing in black and white?" Liam said, no longer beating around the bush. "Yeah, but maybe there's some kind of problem, you know?" "The problem is that you're still with Eleanor even though you know she sees colors." "But maybe there's just a problem with me and I'm never going to be able to see colors and she is my soulmate. Maybe there's just something wrong with me." I tried to argue but we both know that that's not true. Soulmates and colors are almost an exact science, there can't be anything wrong. The colors don't make mistakes. "Do you see colors with Eleanor?" He asked, already knowing the answer. "No..." I answered after thinking about it for a second. I don't know why I thought about it. It never changed. "Then she's not your soulmate." He said matter-of-factly. "Okay, then who the hell is? Who's my soulmate and why haven't I met her already?"