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There He Is - Larry Stylinson Au
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Ongoing, First published Feb 13, 2013
**On Hold**

When Harry met his dream guy, his idol. The last thing he expected to only get 4 words said to him. Since that day he can never listen to his music, see him on TV or even hear his name mentioned without feeling cheated and broken. Unable to escape him, he goes accompanied by his best friend to his Uncles for the summer, and finds his Uncle already has a guest staying.
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Walk on Water or Drown

9 parts Complete Mature

(You got here just in time to let me know I was worth saving) Everything is different, yet so eerily comfortable and the same. There's silence for a moment, and everything is still like the world is holding it's breath and waiting for the right moment to exhale. And then Louis is choking and gasping and his eyes are so wide and innocent and blue like deep pools of azure sea water in the Caribbean and Harry is chanting his name, whispering it softly into the air like a prayer. He rolls Louis on to his side and helps him clear the water from his lungs and he doesn't stop saying his name: Louis, Louis, Louis. He's pulling the older lad's body to his own, sitting him up and wrapping his arms around his shivering frame and rubbing reassuring circles on his back with his thumb and he still doesn't stop because all he can think about is: Louis, Louis, Louis.