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"We're two different types of people, Liam. He likes sex and drugs, I like theater and tea. Trust me, we'd never date." Except they would, they do, and neither of them plans on letting go anytime soon.
"Just because you can get me hard doesn't mean I like you," Louis whispered. The fact was, he didn't like Harry right now, not at all. Not even a bit.
"Yeah, yeah," Harry murmured, his breath fanning over Louis' cock as he spoke. "You done telling me how much you hate me so I can suck you off?"
The instructions were simple: seduce and destroy Harry Styles. Not once did they discuss the option of Louis actually falling in love. So, naturally, that's exactly what he did.
- Off the Record by Tomlinsontoes
- smut, fluff
Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don't.
“I'm not your personal assistant you know,” Harry says once he gets there and Louis lets him in and he shoves the bag into his hands. “I'm your publicist.”
“I know that,” Louis smiles a devilish grin patting Harry in the middle of his chest as he takes the bag, “but look at you personally assisting me,” he says looking in the bag and pulling out the Cheetos. I also know that my PA turns his phone on silent at night, and clearly, you don't. Waiting for a booty call or something?” Louis says turning on his heels and scurrying over to his sofa and plopping down. Harry swears he sees a puff of orange dust soar into the air when Louis opens the bag. He's amazed that couch is as clean as it looks.
It's been over a year since Louis broke up with Harry and Harry still believes in forever. And maybe the world does, too.
- Young & Beautiful by Velvetoscar
- angst (☆)
Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.
- Infinity in Always by cumquat
- angst (☆)
A stranger greets Louis whenever he looks in a mirror—a stranger with sunken eyes, sharp cheekbones and hollow cheeks, whose strands of mousy hair tangle into intricate knots; curl into something akin to a broken halo. Every morning he recites, speaks to no one but himself so he could try and remember that, “This is me. This is how I look like.” The simple act is done so often that it has become more like a ritual than a routine; and even then it’s only part of what he must do the second moonlight dies and day breathes again.
(In which Louis suffers from prosopagnosia; he can’t recognize faces, even familiar ones. He can’t remember his own face, let alone Harry’s, but he remembers the way his skin feels under his fingertips, how he trembles under his touch as if Louis is fire, and Harry is nothing but mere paper, disintegrating into ash)
- Hail Mary, Forgive Me by Clamat_Submissa
- hardcore smut
Louis is extremely religious and sacrifices sex for lent. Harry teaches him life lessons by fucking him in sacrilegious ways.
- Fading by tothemoonmydear
- angst, anorexia (☆)
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he’s found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is.
- I Hunger For Your Beautiful Embrace by thecheshirepussycat
- smut, angst, roman myth (☆)
Legatus Harry is governor of Capua and Dominus of his estate. He governs with a firm and harsh rule and has never been known to be soft. That is until Louis comes into his life. A beautiful slave who creeps into Harry’s house and heart.
But in the times of Ancient Rome, when sex, wars, and death are the entertainment of the times, life and love are rare commodities.
- i hate (loving) you by stylinson
- smut, angst
Louis Tomlinson hates Harry Styles and wants absolutely nothing to do with him. Too bad fate has other plans.
- A Harmony of Frost and Flames by londoniscalling (deleted)
- a/b/o, smut, unbonding
"He's passing lockers and whistling a quiet tune when he first smells it. His body comes to a halt and his nostrils flair instinctively, eyes going wide as her registers what the scent resembles.
An omega in heat."
OR
Louis goes into his first heat at school and Harry accidentally puts them into a compromising position.
- one more for the stars by imsosorry
- american 1d au, angst, smut, closet!harry
It's different, and Louis knows that, because Harry's got so much riding on this - a career and a future and his whole life. There's talk of him going first overall in the draft, of entering the NFL after only two years in college, of going to New York or Seattle or Green Bay, and Louis wants to be there for him, wants to support him and help him make decisions, but he also kind of wants to pin him to the bed and cry and scream, What about me what about me what about me?
(au. Harry's the star quarterback and Louis is about to graduate. It's a heartbreak waiting to happen.)
- this house no longer feels like home by hilourry
- angst, cheater!harry (☆)
Harry and Louis have been together for 20 years. Harry cheats. Louis cries. Harry is given a year to fix their marriage.
- No One Ever Falls In Love Gracefully by hilourry
- angst, fwb, smut, in denial
Louis and Harry sometimes fuck, but it's casual. Louis definitely isn't gay or in love with Harry, so.
- if i could turn back time (i'll go wherever you will go) by divinelouis
- angst, a/b/o, abuse
Harry stumbled forward. When he caught his footing he looked at Louis with a confused expression.
"Don't think that we're just going to ignore what happened," Louis said.
Harry looked him dead in the eye then and it was with a shock that Louis realized he looked completely sober. No drugs or alcohol flowing through his veins.
"Lou, it's not that big of a deal."
"What?" Louis exclaimed. "Not that big of a deal? Harry, you pushed me. To the ground, might I add."
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Louis can't handle drug-induced Harry anymore and breaks up with him and Harry wants to fix it, but there's a surprise along the way
- Alaska by BeyondxLawliet
- angst, stockholm syndrome (☆)
“Let’s go out to my car, yeah?” he heard Harry say, Louis looking up at him. The ground was moving underneath his feet, or maybe it was just him. He raised his hand to push him away because no, this wasn’t happening, but he felt too weak. The hand was only falling down to his side again. Harry? No, he was too nice. Maybe he was taking him home?
“Are you taking me home?” he whispered with a slur, his eyes fluttering closed as he stumbled into Harry. He could hear his heartbeat. It was beating quickly.
“Yes,” Harry whispered back, taking his coat and put it over Louis’ shoulders through his blurred vision. He had no idea what was even going on. Where they even in the café still? It sounded like he was underwater, colors jumping around before him. “I’m taking you home, love.”
jan 20 2018 +