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You dont know (larry stylinson)

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Parts 7
Time 12m

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HE wanted him to know, he didnt know. Not about how Louis loved Harry so much, that even a smile, a wink , a laugh, would get Louis week in the knees. I know this sounds "clique" but it's true.      I was there, I saw it , I knew . I'm not going to tell you who I am that's not important I'll just tell you their story, about them, and that               He never knew.All Rights Reserved

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Homesick by Colevualts

"Louis...what happened that night?", I ignore his question. Not sure how to word it's answer, so I present my own. "Which night?" "The vodka. I don't- I don't remember anything." His eyes wonder the car for a few seconds before he answers, "I think we kissed." He seems unsure. I can already tell he's missing details. But the confirmation of what I already know chases the air out of my lungs, and I'm forced to drag it back with a slow, deep breath. "A-and?", I ask "And...other... other stuff" "Did we-" "No...no... we... we were just really drunk and... it didn't get that far." "Do you remember much?" "Not- not really, I barely remember the walk home. Stumbling up the stairs to my front door" "How was it? For you?" "W-what?" "The kiss- Our kiss. Did you like it?" "I don't know. Like I said I...I barely remember" "Do you think you'd like it if we were sober?" I feel the slightest pride at being able to force that question out. "I... don't know" "Lets try", I suggest. Calmly. Again, leaving me to believe I must be going into shock from my lack of external panic. "Kissing?", he asks softly. Almost as if he's sharing a secret. "Why?" "Because... I wouldn't kiss just anyone. Not the way we did that night. Drunk or sober. And I'm willing to do it again just to show you what you mean to me" That's an...odd sentiment, I'll admit. And deep down, I know it's my selfish way of getting another kiss from him But it's enough earn a small chuckle though, despite his on-going breakdown. "Is that your way of saying you're not actually mad at me?", he asks "That's my way of asking you to kiss me"

Diggin on You [Les Twins Fanfic] by the-supreme-leader

He was her friend. Maybe not as close as they could've been, like how close she was to his brother, but still. They were friends. She wasn't supposed to feel a certain way for him. Especially him. In her eyes, all he wanted was to sleep around all day. He didn't want a steady relationship and that's all she had ever wanted. She wanted something to call her own and looking at his behavior, he couldn't give her that. And besides, he was the twin brother to her best friend. The closest person to her. The relationship she might have with his brother could ruin the friendship they've worked on. But... She couldn't help it.

Just Forget The World (A Harry Styles Fanfiction) by BlueSkyKisses

"If would you have asked me 4 years ago that any of this would have happened, i would have told you that your crazy. In 4 years time i have accomplished so much. My world had changed. You changed my world." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Everytime she heard his name she just though he was another stuck up celebrity. Just another famous person who couldn't care less. But honestly what else was she going to believe after he left. He told her where he was going but stopped caring about her after he was gone. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi my name is Lenah. I am a 18 year old first year university student. That isnt what you want to know though. What you want to know is that i know One Direction. Your asking how, i know you are. Well i went to school with one of the members. Harry Styles. See i have known harry since i was 15 years old, so only 3 years but still before the xfactor. Actually the day i met Harry for the first time was December 1st. Harry and I had stayed very close friends that time before the xfactor. We where so close. But the past 2 years when Harry has been gone. We have gone threw a lot. I lost a lot of people. So did he. We both realized that sometimes friendship can't last threw the distance, So i understood when Harry stopped talking to me. The thing is though when i got that letter i wasn't expecting it. Why after 2 years of nothingness would he just start to talk to me again? Well i guess youll have to read to find out! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Just Forget the World - A Harry Styles Fanfiction Written by Rayanna Sky AKA Blueskykisses <3

Not Everything is Left Unspoken -Larry Stylinson- by stripperlouisx

Louis doesn’t talk. But you can’t blame him. He can’t talk. Some people act like Louis has some mad mental illness and tend to make fun of him or ignore him for being mute. But, once again, he can’t help it. And he thinks that it’s worse because he is gay. He is made fun of and isn’t wanted by a lot of people. The teachers don’t even acknowledge him. Except one, and that is his music teacher. Now, you must be thinking, “That is kind of harsh. It’s not like he wanted to be mute! Cut the lad a break!” Well he wishes other people thought that too… Harry is the new kid at Hall Cross and is apprehensive. What if he doesn’t make any friends? He was the popular jock that every girl drools over at his last school. He wants to have that same image here like he did back in Cheshire. When he walks into school, he is met with chaos. Everyone is gained on one lad. He’s one attractive lad in particular. Now, you might be thinking about Harry, “I thought he was the jock. Why is he even thinking that a guy is attractive?” Well, Harry here is also gay. All of his life he has been. He is automatically told by the cocky kid in school, Zayn, that the worthless guy is mute and useless. Harry doesn’t like how he is being treated and wishes he could help Louis. But what happens when Zayn takes things into an unexpected turn? Will Harry and Louis love each other? Fate has to do its job. When they meet again on the biggest show in the world and they make it big, what will happen if everything just crumbles with everything around them? Love falling apart, words being trapped. But some words aren’t always left unspoken.

I love you, across the universe and back (Larry Stylinson) by JuliMarshmallow

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.

These Small Hours. (Larry Stylinson One Shot: May trigger.) by spiritualwt

Harry and Louis never had secrets, they never kept anything hidden form each other. That's always how it's been. That's what Louis thought, at least. Harry knew something different. After a concert, a signing, being out with the boys, or just everyday really, he into the bathroom, locking the door and repeating his everyday cycle. He cut, anywhere he'd like. Mostly his arms. Then, he'd force himself to throw up any meal or snack he had that day. He would swallow two pain killers, that he saved for the night he couldn't take life anymore, to make him feel numb. He comes home one night, crying to Louis and spilling everything to him. After that, so many things happen in those small hours; the small hour that will change everybody's lives, whether it be good or bad. In the end, it doesn't matter how someone acts, it's their heart that really matters.

Secrets Of Love= One Direction: Nired, Ziam little Larry fanfic by Engie_fangirl

What would Niall do to make sure his band mates and best friends were happy. He does all he can to make sure the rest can be happ, does he like Liam?

fearless by bruhimmajustread

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.

bad expectations | jfg by lostinrealitys

he wasn't supposed to be intrigued by her innocent nature and she wasn't supposed to become bedeviled by his snap and senselessness. he thought he was getting along fine before, until he made the graceful mistake of letting her become his world. © lostinrealitys 2015

then we talk slow by bruhimmajustread

The picture showed Harry smiling widely (with a fucking dimple) at the camera, his glossy brown curls situated artfully around his shoulders. Louis couldn't see his whole outfit, but it seemed to consist of a pink, floral button-up with most of the buttons undone. Louis could also detect the dark outlines of tattoos on his chest, although he couldn't quite make out what they were underneath the shirt. What he could make out was that his own heartrate seemed to have picked up significantly. Shit. This was so not good. Not only had Louis drunkenly sent messages in a deliberate attempt to interact with this man, he was now insanely attracted to him without ever having met him in person. Maybe Liam was right - drunk tweeting really was a horrible, rotten idea. A famous/non-famous AU in which Louis banters back and forth with his new record company on Twitter, only to find out that Harry is the man behind the tweets.

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Homesick

"Louis...what happened that night?", I ignore his question. Not sure how to word it's answer, so I present my own. "Which night?" "The vodka. I don't- I don't remember anything." His eyes wonder the car for a few seconds before he answers, "I think we kissed." He seems unsure. I can already tell he's missing details. But the confirmation of what I already know chases the air out of my lungs, and I'm forced to drag it back with a slow, deep breath. "A-and?", I ask "And...other... other stuff" "Did we-" "No...no... we... we were just really drunk and... it didn't get that far." "Do you remember much?" "Not- not really, I barely remember the walk home. Stumbling up the stairs to my front door" "How was it? For you?" "W-what?" "The kiss- Our kiss. Did you like it?" "I don't know. Like I said I...I barely remember" "Do you think you'd like it if we were sober?" I feel the slightest pride at being able to force that question out. "I... don't know" "Lets try", I suggest. Calmly. Again, leaving me to believe I must be going into shock from my lack of external panic. "Kissing?", he asks softly. Almost as if he's sharing a secret. "Why?" "Because... I wouldn't kiss just anyone. Not the way we did that night. Drunk or sober. And I'm willing to do it again just to show you what you mean to me" That's an...odd sentiment, I'll admit. And deep down, I know it's my selfish way of getting another kiss from him But it's enough earn a small chuckle though, despite his on-going breakdown. "Is that your way of saying you're not actually mad at me?", he asks "That's my way of asking you to kiss me"