histórias de Loury

~He was heaven really, like a fancy painting; An unique and expensive piece of art.~ Harry is an artist, a very unusual one to be exact. He makes creations using small, small tiles in every color and shape you could ever imagine. He's locked in his life of art and truth be told; He isn't a person you'd call 'normal'. Not that normal is bad. It's just, different. Swirling in his mind of creations and creating itself, comes a guy; Entering his life with one swift movement and Harry is instantly hooked. His mind says no, but his heart is screaming "Hell yes". Under all the layers of colors, unique creations and several of cups coffee lies a heavy attraction towards the older guy. Although, this guy is'nt just one guy. This guy is the biggest player ever acknowledged.

Pourquoi les pères n'ont-il aucun regret que selui de taper ses enfants

This is just going to be a collection of one shots, some will be written in odd points of view and some will just be 3rd or 1st person. They will all be Larry/Lourry one shots even if they have Eleanor/Tina in them.

Louis is your typical badboy, and with that reputation comes hurting others. But lately Louis putts a whole more energy on one special boy; Harry. Harry with the beautiful eyes and milky skin. Harry with the bruises and cuts. Louis hated doing it, but it was the only way possible to see him without ruining his reputation. He longed for every Friday afternoon, and never had he been fearing yet looking forward to a weekday as much as now. It's bizarre, Louis knows that. But he can't stop. Not now, not ever. ~ Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never met ~ ~ A BoyxBoy fic which will be containing hitting, self harm, swearing and a whole load of fluffy love between two boys. ~

Harry want's what he can't have and he'll do anything to get his hands over it.