Larrystory Stories

For every new emotion, you shall receive a fresh devotion - where he doesn't know much about himself, but keeps discovering. His greatest discovery might just be a green-eyed boy with great cooking skills and a lonely couch good for two.

"Wonderland full of secrets!" "What's that?" "Your imagination love."

A collection of short poems Harry and Louis wrote to each other during different stages of their love story... This is my work- it is not free to copy.

Harry woke up and the only thing left was a letter beside his bed

Chloé Laurent knows exactly three things at the time Louis releases his new album "Walls". One: She hates being away from Niall. Two: The collab single with Harry, with this inspiration, would be a smash. And three: Louis and Harry definitely hadn't told her the truth when they met. // Excerpt from chapter 2: [...] "Niall, I'm worried! He hasn't been in touch all day." I heard my boyfriend sigh on the other end of the line, "He just needs time alone, Chloé." I stopped and threw my free hand in the air, upset, "But he's been crying, Niall!" "That ... I can imagine. But listen, sweetie: [...] the only one who can really help Harry is himself ... and maybe Louis, but I'm afraid we can't hope for that right now. As much as I'm sorry, you can't fix what's broken in Harry, sweetie." [...]

- Widać dzisiaj gwiazdy. Są takie jasne, spójrz - Harry patrzy na jego profil i uśmiecha się. - Nie tak jasne, jak te w twoich oczach. ~albo~ Harry cierpi na mutyzm wybiórczy, a pewien śliczny chłopiec pomaga mu w zrozumieniu siebie.

Harry leaves in a small Island and he hate the people on it because they laugh and make fun on him,all expect one Loui Tomlinson he thinks that he is different! SO IS Different or Not!! read if you want to find out!!😉

mi innamorai di un amore di verso dagli altri, unico e semplicemente mio, era un puro brivido che percorrendomi sapeva liberarmi e farmi scordare di tutto. Dal momento in cui ero con lui, l'intero mondo diventava solo nostro, solo mio e suo. era un oceano che nei giorni di tempesta riusciva quasi ad affogarmi e che nei giorni di quiete sapeva trasportarmi con assoluta calma fino ai confini dell'universo costellato di stelle che portavano il suo nome. l'amore di cui sto parlando ha un nome: Louis