In honor of Fan Fic Writer Appreciation Day 2019, here are the first lines of fics written by just some of my favorite Larry fic writers! I have so many more favorites that it hurts me to stop here, but I have to stop somewhere. You can find part 1 to this from last year here. You can find my other recs here. Enjoy!
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📖 Louis lets the heat of the small mug of coffee in his hands warm him for a moment before he takes a sip and stares out the glass pane of his kitchen door.
📖 Today’s Chatham Chatter! A little bird told us that the pranksters who outfitted our beloved founder’s statue with a bikini and grass skirt last week is not the fraternity you’d suspect … it was, in fact, a certain mild mannered sorority!
📖 Louis Tomlinson can't cook.
📖 Liam yawns behind his hand as he stretches in his desk chair.
📖 Louis checks his rearview mirror as he backs out of his driveway. People rarely come down the dirt road in front of the Farmhouse, but when they do, they’re usually driving really fucking fast.
📖 From the beginning of time there were soulmates.
📖 A prickle of fear runs through Harry’s body.
📖 Louis stretches his arms overhead and yawns, squats down to wrench open the garage door, then jumps up and pushes it to make sure it catches and doesn’t roll back down.
📖 There were cattle in the road.
📖 The thing about inheriting a giant, ancient country house from a mysterious great aunt along with a mysterious condition that said you have to live alone in the house for at least six months before the ownership would be fully turned over was that you had to actually, fucking, do that.
📖 For all of his life, Harry had had small expectations for his future.
📖 Harry steps out onto the tarmac at Logan, the humidity of the late August afternoon immediately wilting his curls and drawing the sweat from his skin after the cool of the airplane.
📖 Harry’s falling.
📖 There’s a knock on the door.
📖 Harry smiled when the Chicago skyline came into view, its imposing cloud-scraping towers nestled into the edge of lake Michigan.
📖 “This is it, then?”
📖 Charlotte meets her soulmate two weeks into her first season.
📖 The thing about sleeping with a member of a famous indie band is that the inevitability of having a song written about you is most likely a hundred percent.
📖 Dark clouds roll across the deep green English countryside.
📖 There’s a light gleaming in the distance.
📖 Louis sat back from his laptop screen and then leaned from side to side to get a better perspective.
📖 Multiple layers of rhythmic sounds created a cacophony in the air.
📖 “Will he feel it?” It’s the same question he’s been wondering all day but hasn’t exactly had the courage to ask.
📖 Louis is not a morning person.
📖 Harry closes his eyes and takes in the applause, savors it.
📖 It's 3.17 am when he gets the call.
Happy Fan Fic Writer Appreciation Day to all these amazing writers and the many more who write for our fandom! I have truly loved reading your fics and appreciate all the time and effort that went into creating them! Thank you! (Writers of the above fics are listed below the cut.)
