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You and I

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"Why do I get to live with Louis and not alone?" Harry all but growls entering the main office, he slams his house key on the table, "Calm down, Harry. It's because you're the only person who can make him listen." And that's true. 

 "So what? I'm not his mother or babysitter!" He says with wide frantic eyes and The manager smiles sweetly, "If you want to be in the band you've got to make some sacrifices." 

"That's some stupid fucking shit." He gruntsAll Rights Reserved

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Home || Mafia!Larry || 3 || by runningwatermelon

Home [ hohm ] noun the place in which one's domestic affections are centered. *** The future of L'eau Courante was predefined by FEWA / DEATH. Be heartless, cruel, inhuman. A cold, always working machine. "You owe us everything. So don't make us ever regret our decision" "I won't. FEWA is my life. Nothing will ever come between me, L'eau Courante, and my mafia that is my past, my present, my future" ... Turned out, the latter had been a lie. Now, Louis didn't know, if he saw DEATH as his future - in Harry he saw his future. Not as his professional assistant, though. But he still was a mafia boss, didn't know when he had decided to not want his work life only. He had decided that DEATH never had been his true home. No, his home had green eyes and was kissing the back of his hand only to hear two words: "Fucking charmer".

Lights. Camera. PDA. (HS // au) by whoopsiehdaiseh

"It's alright." He says. "Just act like you're in love with me." Let me get my shit together first, I think to myself. The small voice in my head makes me cringe and I have to remind myself to pull it together. "It's all about the mask." I bite my lip hard. My heart is pounding in my chest and I can feel it beating in my ear. "Sure." I mumble. "Alright, then." He takes my hand in his and smoothly intertwines his fingers through mine. My stomach twists into a knot as we prepare to step outside of the car. You can do this, Savannah. You can nail this. You have to. Just before we get out, I hear him whisper. "Lights.. Camera.. PDA."

I don't want to wake up to an empty bed by peoplegenuinelythink

(Completed) ''You've got a big mouth on you, princess. Why don't you put it to good use? Tomorrow night at my place?'' Harry gaped at Louis and clenched his fists. ''I'd rather not have you fuck me and then dump me like a cheap whore, thank you very much.'' He spat before walking away again. ''Princess?'' Louis called after the boy. ''What!'' Harry snapped. ''You forgot to close your locker.'' Harry rushed back with red cheeks and his bottom lip between his teeth as Louis leaned against the locker next to his and stared at his bottom half without any shame. ''How rude.'' He whispered under his breath before he scoffed and quickly scurried away. Louis' smirk fell and he growled. He will fuck Harry. And when he does, he'll show him who's boss and who's not. Or in which Louis is a player and Harry is a feminine boy's still a virgin and Louis will so anything to take that from him.

A Writer's Cerebrum by seouIIy

A collection of one shots, inspired by you guys! ~~~~~~~ The game: - You send me keywords - simple nouns, verbs, adverbs, adjectives or even whole scenarios! - I write a one-chapter-long story/one shot based on one or more keywords/scenarios that I randomly choose - The one whose keywords/scenarios I choose gets an dedication :) Other than that I'll be posting 'normal' one shots and (though I say so myself) 'poetic' short-stories. *** Title clarification: cer·e·brum (sĕr′ə-brəm, sə-rē′-) n. pl. cer·e·brums or cer·e·bra (-brə) -The large rounded structure of the brain occupying most of the cranial cavity, divided into two cerebral hemispheres that are joined at the bottom by the corpus callosum. It controls and integrates motor, sensory, and higher mental functions, such as thought, reason, emotion, and memory. "The writer's Story-Maker." [closed due to lack of interaction :)]

Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing by wasted-styles

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die by tolerantlarrie

Louis purchased an old house that's on the historic registry and needs a lot of work. As he uncovers its years of use and abuse, he finds messages on the walls that appear and disappear, even though he's the only one living there. He asks a nearby handyman (Harry) for help in deciphering the mystery and romance ensues. -- This was my story for the BLFF of 2021! I completely forgot to post on here, so I'm sorry! I want to thank my betas @lwtspolari and @harrysfaith on Twitter, this story would be nothing without you guys and I am beyond happy that I met you both.

Now or Later by InactiveQueen

"Harry, don't walk away from me when I am trying to talk to you! You can not just get into a bitch fit when i am in the middle of a fucking meeting! I had to kill that guy because he saw your face!" Harry jerked away from Louis' hold, turning away from him "You said you would do a lot of fucking things. It has been weeks, baby. I get it okay. You are nervous. " Louis pulled at his shirt sarcastically giggling "Harry, nervous? HA! You think I am fucking nervous? I am terrified, Aloe! The people I deal with don't care about anything. They see you as a weakness, a way to get to me! They see you and they take you and put a fucking bullet in your head. They send that shit to me and to them, Harry, it is any old Tuesday!" -- Or an Au where morals aren't ethical, truths are lies, and love hurts. But not as much as a bullet to the buttcheck, no that hurts worse.

I dare you {larry stylinson} by Geaiswriting

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If Walls Could Talk >Larry Stylinson< by Wicked_Archer

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"No, no. No talking little bug, this is the part where you listen" he cuts me off before I can finish. I'm disappointed in myself for complying to his orders. I told myself when I left him that I wouldn't let him control me like this anymore. But here I am, pinned to the bathroom wall, with his hand securely fastened around my now throbbing erection, feeling my body surrender to Harry's commands. Louis and Harry have a toxic relationship, one that no matter how many times Louis tries to leave, he finds himself back and falling surrender to Harry. It isn't that he doesn't love the dominance that Harry holds when they are together, its the fact that he only feels like he knows half of his life. Harry, always a complex, dark character, holds so many secrets that he doesn't even know how to explain or understand himself. But what he does know, is that his love for Louis is something he can never lose, he knows that the day Louis decides he doesn't want him anymore, there will be no reasons left to live. Just how far will Harry go to protect his secret life, in order to keep his relationship safe, knowing that every secret is slowly tearing them apart.

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