Louistop povestiri

Louis has been teasing me all week. Constantly touching me where ever and when ever he gets the chance and it's driving me absolutely insane. ~~~ This is a Larry smut one-shot written in Harry's P.O.V. ~~~ Hope you enjoy :)

Un giovane artista poco conosciuto, un figlio di un ricco conte e un periodo dove l'amore omosessuale era considerato una malattia. Cosa accadrà quando due bellissimi ragazzi saranno costretti dalle circostanze a frequentarsi senza poter stare veramente insieme? *ATTENZIONE* La storia è in fase di correzione e scrittura quindi non siate cattivi con me *occhi dolci*, come disse un grande scrittore che mi hanno obbligata a studiare -.-, sto ancora passando i panni nell'Arno o qualcosa di simile credo... VABBE' LASCIAMO PERDERE... godetevi la storia e non piangete troppo *OPS, SPOILER HIHIHIHI* (se non si fosse capito ho intenzione di farla triste... MA DUBITO CHE CON LA COMPARSA DEI 5sos FARO' QUALCOSA DI VAGAMENTE SERIO QUINDI SHHH) AMMETTO DI FARE SCHIFO NELLA VITA QUINDI SE ANCHE QUESTO FARA' SCHIFO AMEN NON MANDATEMI ZAINO A PICCHIARMI. ORA HO FINITO DAVVERO... credo *SALUTI GAY*

Louis Tomlinson is an Alpha looking for his Omega, already desperate leave his mansion in Doncaster for looking his couple. Harry Styles is an Omega with a horrible past and a family that hates him

'پرنده‌ی قلب بی‌تابم تا ابد و یک روز زندانی در قفس حرف‌های دیگران خواهد ماند. در انتظار آزادی لمس دستانت، درست مقابل چشمان این مردم خواهد پوسید. و آن‌ها خاموش می‌مانند، خاکستر شدن این عشق پررنج را تماشا می‌کنند و از کنار آن به سادگی می‌گذرند؛ چرا که تو و من از جنس اسارتی هستیم که در تک‌تک اعضا و جوارح‌مان رخنه کرده است. به راستی که معجزه‌ی رهایی هرگز برای ما اتفاق نخواهد افتاد.' -Sad Ending -Louis Top -Angst/Drama

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Louis is a very gentle alpha, he wants nothing more then to meet his omega and take care of them. Harry and Marcel are two very sweet omegas who lost trust in alphas a long time ago.

"hazza, are you drunk?" "I'm not Thomas, I'm Harry Styles" "I love you, why don't you ignore me and even fuck with a lot of men" "I really love you damn it, why don't you understand? Love me Harry, love me back" "I love you too Lou" when Louis the playboy love Harry but Harry didn't love him back. Louis top bottom Harry

Neochotně jsem se zvedl z mé pohodlné sedačky a došel ke dveřím od kterých se rozezníval zvuk zvonku. „Překvapení!" Vyjekne dlouhovlasý brunet s zelenkavýma očičkama, potom co otevřu dveře. „Bab-... Harry? Co-co.. tady děláš?" Měl zarudlé tváře od toho jaká byla venku zima. Krk mu zdobil krásný šál který doplňoval krásný outfit skládající se z šedého kabátu. „To co jsem chtěl udělat už dávno.."

What would happen if your whole life was suddenly lost, you awake in the mist of an apocalypse, unaware of what's to come. What would your first thoughts be? Family? Friends? How about what's to become of you? How will you survive? All alone in a world you're completely unfamiliar with. Life changing.. Or where Harry Styles finds himself awakening in a zombie apocalypse alone in the woods only to be saved be found by a blue-eyed stranger.

Prologue Louis Tomlinson was probably as broken as they come. He was bulimic so he did eat but often threw up after. Louis was also cutting. He has been told he's "not good enough," "can never be loved," is "worthless, useless and no one will ever care about him" It's these things that make him absolutely despise Harry Styles. No Harry has never personally done anything to him but there's just something about Harry; he has very strong feelings for him and Louis thinks it's hate but... Could it be love? No, it couldn't. Could it? At least Louis didn't think so. Harry Styles is the "jock" the one who had it all, the "Rich one" Harry seemed to have it all. This is a story of love//sadness//victory and defeats// They call us Larry Stylinson and ;"It just kinda happened"

Little did Harry know, how much of impact the smaller boy with the blue eyes had on him, but he was sure about to find out

spoiler: seguiré subiendo la saga

"you brought him!" "Yes Niall..." "He's dangerous!" "No he's not Niall!" "He shot you. Twice." "I-It was a mistake, right Louis?"

Nigdy nie zastanawiałem się jak będzie to wyglądać z kimś takim jak on. Pokój był zabukowany na fałszywe nazwisko, sąsiad z pokoju obok dobijał się do drzwi. Żadne z nas nie chciało mu otworzyć. Powietrze było ciężkie i słodkie za razem. Moje dłonie trzęsły się jak nigdy, supeł w brzuchu nie chciał się rozwiązać. Moje usta były popękane od ciągłego przygryzania. -Dotknij mnie tutaj.- nakazał cicho, jedynie przymknąłem oczy kiedy chwycił moją bezwładną dłoń i przycisnął do swojej skóry. Wypuściłem drżący oddech.