Louigi Stories

What do you get when you mix a socially awkward teenage mess with a boy who is, in essence, the personification of perfection? Well. ~ larry stylinson, high school au ~ Copyright © 2014 by something1d, all rights reserved. (Book 2: "someone to admire")

(kitten!Louis) Louis didn't mind that he was part kitten. He had faint whiskers (which could be hidden), a tail, and little ears that could be covered up with a beanie or a hoodie or if he decided to quiff up his hair one day. Life really wasn't all that hard. But that all changed when he met him. Harry Styles. When suddenly, love mattered. But how easy is it to love someone when you don't even know how to tell him what you are?

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Summary: There maybe other people like me, who will see the flicker on the walls, but these burns don’t heal like before because you don’t hold me anymore…Larry Stylinson.

Summary: Louis Tomlinson is an Agent of the Byzantium, the government agency set up to protect the people in a world where there are friendlies who always tell the truth and enemies who always lie. When he is assigned to find and Interrogate Harry Styles, an elusive, yet alluring man, Louis must ask a question with only one possible correct answer: Are you my enemy? Larry Stylinson.

BongLiza/LizBong Fanfic

Harry Styles is seventeen when he leaves home for university, when he firsts meets Nick Grimshaw and his friends, when he firsts reads The Perks of Being a Wallflower. During this year, he realizes a lot of things: that he is the only person he knows that hoped Charlie would end up with Patrick rather than Sam; how sometimes, no matter how closely you watch, you still have to enter the room to see what’s really going on inside; that these needy, moonlight kisses might not always be the best idea; and that broken people really can’t heal broken people.

Chaptered Fanfiction Pairing: Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson Rating: Oh dear, I don’t even know what to put here. But you will find sex, drugs, alcohol, violence, strong language and all that dramatic stuff throughout the chapters; I will warn in advance thought. Summary: Harry is a University student and has the luck to share his dorm with a wonderful guy who keeps confusing him. Disclaimer: All the characters and events present in this story are purely fictional; any resemblance to anyone alive or dead is merely a coincidence. Creepy, uh?

A series of Ziall one-shots.

Louis and Harry had been dating for a while and everything seemed all good. But suddenly all the complicated stuff seems to happen at once and suddenly Louis doesn't even want to be Harry's friend anymore. It's over between them though none of them seems to happy about it. The question is, will Louis be brave enough to continue fighting for Harry, or will he just give up and let him go?

So what if I hate Harry Styles? He's given me plenty of reasons to hate him, and judging from the constant fist fights we get in, he hates me too. It was only a matter of time before we made a deal that whoever admitted defeat would have to leave. I can see it now; A great day without having to see Harry's face, where the only worry I'll have is figuring out what I'm going to do now that I have no one to constantly bicker with. But that isn't really important. My name is Louis Tomlinson, and I'm going to make Harry disappear out of my life for good. I'm not going to murder him or anything; I'm going to win this bet and get him to leave. Winning should be a piece of cake, right?

Drunk kiss. Press knows. Rumors arise. Management interferes. Harry and Louis are forced to separate. Harry loves Louis, Louis doesn't know...

There are a few ways in which relationships are always symmetrical- each day you wake up and later fall asleep tangled together beneath the sheets, every time love is made it is begun and finished with a simple kiss, and each relationship is created and brought to an end with a simple definition. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “Am I…” He draws the word out, so long that Louis doesn’t know if he even has any intentions of ever completing the sentence. But Louis is already there, heartbeat racing and breath stopping and thoughts swirling in anticipation of the next moment. It’s too early and too late, and completely uncalled for but painfully important. “Your boyfriend?” It’s the softest he’s ever heard anyone speak, the autumn breeze stirring around them somehow louder in his ears than the angelic whisper from his right. It’s so subtle that he might not have even believed that he’d actually spoken had it not been for the warm breath that tickled the dip of his collarbones. And for the second time in Louis’ life, he’s speechless.

Harry moves to Doncaster, and he meets Louis for the first time in the grocery store. Problems will come, but their love will last until death.