Story cover for rosy cheeks // l.s. au one-shot by sstutter
rosy cheeks // l.s. au one-shot
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Complete, First published Dec 11, 2013
"i'm falling for you like the snow falls for the ground."

"you're so dramatic, curly."

"only because it's true."

where louis hasn't had his first kiss and harry thinks he looks really pretty in the middle of the snow covered parking lot so he decides, why not?
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Accidently in love

9 parts Complete Mature

Hello dear people, here I am again. This is a new attempt to bring the chaos and ideas in my head to (digital) paper in a story about friendship, courage, and hope for true love. Trigger Warning: May contain traces of smut, coarse language, mentions of homophobia, illness, and death. --- **The Changing Seasons** Meeting you was like spring. Sun rays, the first green, and delicate blooms of a feeling I thought the snow and cold had buried. Getting to know you was like summer. I began to burn for you, more and more each day, each meeting like a mild evening by the lake that never wanted to end. Seeing you with her was like autumn. The strength that slowly but steadily leaves the leaves. The hope that crumbles and lies on the rain-wet ground. Losing you was like winter. Cold and icy, seemingly never-ending, swallowing every light. And when I thought I'd find joy in the snow masses, they turned into gray, slippery mud. Here comes spring again, hope blossoms anew, only to be torn apart once more.