Flowerlouis Stories

Louis didn't like being alone. He absolutely despised it. Even at the age of seven, Louis knew friends were important. Though he tried to socialize and be open to have any and all friends, Louis didn't have many friends. People would laugh and ridicule him for the simple fact that he liked to wear flower crowns. He liked flower crowns, and he didn't know why it was frowned upon for a boy to wear one, but Louis has always been this way. He liked flower crowns and Disney movies and the color pink, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't a total momma's boy. Now Harry was the complete opposite, he was a shy kid, he had no friends, but he didn't mind that. He didn't mind being alone. He actually liked it if he was being honest. He didn't like being around other people because they would look at him weirdly. They would ask him a question and when he wouldn't answer, they'd get angry or they'd just look at him sadly. So instead of being the laughing stock or the freak show of the first grade, he'd rather be with himself and read or hang out with his mom. Anne Cox was very understanding of Harry's disability, she understood her son and that's all Harry could ask for.

"Just trust me, yeah Lou?" "This just really feels right .. But it feels so wrong at the same time, Mr. Styles.." "Please just call me Harry now." "My parents will wonder where I am.." "You and I both know thats not true, Lou." "Zaynie might worry.." "Maybe he will. Don't leave though? I want you so bad." Or the one where Louis' parents neglect him and only really pay attention to his sisters, and he starts talking to the new Gym teacher, Harry Styles. He loves it, but it feels so wrong. (Flower!Louis ,, May contain mpreg.)

Louis Tomlinson was a thief. That didn't mean he enjoyed it, he in fact hated every second of it; but if it kept money in his pocket and food in Zoë's belly; he would cross that bridge any day. for Zoë. He would grit his teeth and go through crowds snatching wallet after wallet hoping he could at least make a time's worth profit. One afternoon he went in to grab a man's wallet from his back pocket just to get a gun put to his head, his first notion was to run but the closest building was the Staples Center which was his one and only chance of living to see his little girl again.

"What A Feeling To Be Right Here Beside You Now Holding You In My Arms" ********* (Warnings: boyxboy, smut, fluff, flower!louis, Punk!harry)