Because Of You
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Last published Wed, Apr 23, 2014
“Hey Haz.” Louis tried carefully, staring at the hollow shell of a boy that stood in front of him, looking back at him dopily. “What do you know, it talks.” He murmured to himself, eyes running up and down Louis’ body to take everything in. “Of course I talk, it’s really me, Harry.” Louis voice came out a bit thick, wondering what was going to happen. Something changed in Harry’s face the moment he realised he wasn’t talking to himself, that he was talking to Louis. The Louis that he was supposed to never see again, the Louis that left three years ago to move on. He was real, in front of him, talking, breathing, being. The Louis that ruined him.
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All Harry really ever wanted was a brother. Sadly, Louis wasn’t aware of that.
[Inspired by Kelly Clarkson's 'Because Of You']
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Before
It's been six years since the band went on its famous hiatus. Six years of solo and independence, whether he wanted it or not, knowing he had to take the time to rebuild himself. He did what needed to be done. It has been six years since Louis's life was turned upside down, and now it is about to happen again. The band is reuniting, and Harry Styles is about to step into his life once again. He promises to everyone that dares to ask that he is ready. Yet, his reassuring words, when spoken, are less felt in his soul. Will he be strong enough? Sometimes, even he doesn't know how his own mind works, what is truly buried and anesthetized there, under ruins of unconscious thoughts. But Harry. That much he knows. He is about to meet his ex-best friend again, and only God knows how's that's gonna go. Louis just hopes for the best. In other words, it is the one in which Harry storms back into Louis's life and makes him forget what breathing means; and staring at each other's eyes is their favorite renewed hobby.Complete
Pieces
It's been six years since the band went on its famous hiatus. Six years of solo and independence, whether he wanted it or not, knowing he had to take the time to rebuild himself. He did what needed to be done. It has been six years since Louis's life was turned upside down, and now it is about to happen again. The band is reuniting, and Harry Styles is about to step into his life once again. He promises to everyone that dares to ask that he is ready. Yet, his reassuring words, when spoken, are less felt in his soul. Will he be strong enough? Sometimes, even he doesn't know how his own mind works, what is truly buried and anesthetized there, under ruins of unconscious thoughts. But Harry. That much he knows. He is about to meet his ex-best friend again, and only God knows how's that's gonna go. Louis just hopes for the best. In other words, it is the one in which Harry storms back into Louis's life and makes him forget what breathing means; and staring at each other's eyes is their favorite renewed hobby.Complete
fearless
You're my best friend, Louis," Harry says, barely above a whisper. Even if he was yelling, Louis wouldn't be able to believe his ears. "And I know it's been a while, but you're still the person I consider my best friend," Harry says. Louis blinks, and then blinks again. "I honestly cannot say the same, Harry," he says. Or, Harry left home without a word after high school, and a lot can change in ten years.Complete
You lips
It had been eight years since the hiatus began, and Louis had spent that time writing and recording music, touring and making it safely through the pandemic. When the opportunity arose to go back on tour with One Direction, Louis knew he'd be a fool not to take it. Sure, life on the road would be different after all this time apart, but he was looking forward to experiencing that comradery again. What he hadn't realised was that living the better part of nine months in each other's pockets was bound to dredge up issues from his past. And when one of the pockets belonged to Harry, who he'd had a rather unconventional friendship with that drifted apart during their last tour, life on the road again would upend both their lives in irrevocable ways. * Harry wasn't that sixteen year old boy anymore. Nor was he the young man in his late teens who was on the cusp of conquering the entire world. But some traits seemed to remain the same; his vibrant green eyes, the dimples set deeply in his cheeks whenever he laughed earnestly, or his curls that were the same shade of cocoa that Louis remembered fondly. And yet, Louis had absolutely no idea who this man that stood a mere twenty paces away was today.Complete
It Happened like a Firefly's Light (Larry Stylinson)
Harry stood there in the moonlight with his arms wrapped around Louis as the older lad swayed them in front of the building’s door, not sure what to say to him, how to explain himself. But at the same time all Harry could think was that friends don’t do this, two people working together can’t do this. At this point though he couldn’t care less about what he was told he couldn’t do. So before he let go of the man in his arms and without thinking he dipped his head and gently pressed his lips to Louis’ cheek, making the older lad freeze before he grinned softly to himself. “Goodnight Lou.” And before Louis could mutter anything back, before he could ask another question Harry released himself out of Louis' grip and walked towards the door of his building, but not without hearing a quiet “goodnight Haz” behind him. Or Harry Styles. It was a name everyone knew, a person the public loved. But he had one impossible task. Write and record his third album in a month. This is where Louis Tomlinson comes in. He wasn’t famous, not by any means. But this songwriter was going to make Harry's album possible. That is if fans, the media and falling in love don’t get in the way first.Complete
From UK to LA {Larry Stylinson book 2}
"Stop crying baby, we'll be alright." Harry presses his lips against his boyfriend's temple, trying to comfort him. "I don't know if I am able to handle this any longer, Harry. Everybody hates me. They do everything to get me away from you. I've always known I'm not good enough." Louis' beautiful blue eyes are filled with tears, pain noticeable in his voice. "Stop talking yourself down, Louis. You are good enough. You are my whole damn world for god's sake. Not everybody hates you." "Your mom does, your friends do,..." "But I don't, Louis. I fucking love you, isn't that enough?" Harry's voice sounds desperate. This isn't their first argument with this subject. He knows Louis has a low self-image, but honestly Harry can't tell him even more times that he loves him. He does it all the time, shows him every day. "I don't know, Hazza. I honestly don't know..." Harry and Louis are a power couple. They had a rocky start, considering how the boys were arguing all the time in the beginning. But since they have started their romantic relationship, they haven't had even one fight. They survived the long-distance, video calling each other every single day, without a single argument. The boys trust each other blindly and love the other with all their heart. But what happens when Louis arrives in LA? People know about the rocky start of the boys and they are not as forgiving as Harry, for sure not Harry's mother. It's easy to be together when you are surrounded by people that support you, but are they able to survive the hate they will get in America? Or will it eventually be all too much and mess up their relationship...Complete
I love you, across the universe and back (Larry Stylinson)
After months of flirting at the X-factor, Harry finally asked Louis out on a date, but the thing was that they knew it had to be secret so they spent the night watching the Titanic and sharing intimate kisses here and there. They spent those fetus moments together in hiding, being their first for almost everything and falling truly in love with each other. The other boys thought it was curiosity, yet it was true love. When they because famous to an extreme, their management gave them two choices: A) To break up and act like it never happened (like if that was possible) or B) To continue this secret dating but one of them had to get a beard and if things got too noticeable the other would too. They went with B) choosing a close family friend, Tina, to play Eleanor Calder. She was glad to agree, for the sake of her friend's love life. Things were under control for a while but when they were writing their first debut album, Louis found out something horrid. He only told his friend, Ed, who wrote a song for the moment. He kept it from Harry, not wanting to alarm him and decided to forget about the thing the doctors had diagnosed him. He went on with his life, struggling with his relationship with his boyfriend and his fake one with El, but kept it well maintained. During December, Harry asks Louis asks something that he has to say no to and causing him to tell his secret. Sobbing on his shoulder and shaking, Harry whispers to him how much he loves him because Louis a tumor growing behind his heart and it wasn't removable for it was in a fatal spot. So he was bound to die in a year. Or less.Complete
17BLACK // Larry Stylinson
"Get lost, pig. I have you know, I'm an aspiring model and I have no time for frat boys like you." "I-I'm not a frat. I'm H-Harry by t-the way." Louis only looked at him with an unamused face, raising his hand to his lips, taking a drag from his cigar. Harry was silent for a while before an idea popped in his head. "My- my band." The curly haired boy said. "My band is looking for a model." "Oh yeah? You can sing?" Louis said, blowing out the smoke from his cigar. "Y-Yeah." "Sing me a song then." Harry's eyes widened. "U-uhm, I dont have-" "C'mon. Sing." Louis pushed on. Harry gulped, nodding. "Funny how it seems like yesterday. As I recall you were looking out of place. Gathered up your things and slipped away. No time at all I followed you into the hall. Cigarette daydreams. You were only seventeen. Soft speak with a mean streak. Nearly brought me to my knees." Harry sang, trying to hit the right notes in the right places. He thought he did alright. Louis smirked, biting the end of his cigar to hold it between his teeth as he neared to a nervous Harry. "Who's your manager?" "The b-blonde boy with t-the bike." Harry pointed behind him. Harry lied but he hoped Louis didn't notice that. Louis turned his attention to the boy waving at him from across the street. He nodded, looking back to Harry. "Here's my number." Louis picked out a pen from the pocket of his jean jacket and grabbed Harry's hand, starting to write his digits on Harry's palm. "Call me." He walked back to his house, winking at Harry. Harry grinned at him, blushing and turned around to his blonde, irish friend, running to him saying, "We need to make a band." ________________________________________ Inspired by the movie, Sing Street.Complete
It's been six years since the band went on its famous hiatus. Six years of solo and independence, whether he wanted it or not, knowing he had to take the time to rebuild himself. He did what needed to be done. It has been six years since Louis's life was turned upside down, and now it is about to happen again. The band is reuniting, and Harry Styles is about to step into his life once again. He promises to everyone that dares to ask that he is ready. Yet, his reassuring words, when spoken, are less felt in his soul. Will he be strong enough? Sometimes, even he doesn't know how his own mind works, what is truly buried and anesthetized there, under ruins of unconscious thoughts. But Harry. That much he knows. He is about to meet his ex-best friend again, and only God knows how's that's gonna go. Louis just hopes for the best. In other words, it is the one in which Harry storms back into Louis's life and makes him forget what breathing means; and staring at each other's eyes is their favorite renewed hobby.
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