SNOW FALL - larry stylinson

A fanfic in which Harry Styles and Niall Horan live in Seattle. The rain stereotypes are true. Harry loves rain and snow and sometimes not Niall at all, but he definitely does not like boy's who are too cute that leave in the morning.

"Get yourself together, mate." was a simple enough solution, slipping from the blondes thin lips, and Harry began to think 'maybe I will, Niall, maybe I fucking will,' and for once in his life, he felt like he could do something more than sit in a shitty bar, maybe he could feel a pang of guilt in his chest for the first time, maybe he could feel the lump in his throat at the first sight of him and maybe he could get a fucking grip on whatever Niall or Zayn, or anyone fucking else called the thing he'd been stuck in, also known as a 'life', which he finally began to think he didn't have.