#lourry

fic: storm coming, rain soaking, blind hoping

author: wildestdreams

rating: explicit

word count: 23.1k

“You still with us, newbie?”

Harry’s eyes snapped to Louis, who was approaching him with a shot of tequila. He looked beautiful, as he had been all day, unfairly so.

“Thanks,” Harry said, taking the shot glass from him.

“Hope you brought your stamina, Styles,” Louis said, voice low and playful. “The night’s only just getting started.”

or Harry didn’t expect much when he boarded a train to the countryside for a party with near-strangers and rich kids he barely knew. He definitely didn’t expect to fall for Louis — charming, sharp, and impossible to read — over the course of one long, stormy night.

i'm never not thinkin' bout you.

I Don't Care, I'm Not Scared of Love

Listen. It’s not like Louis hates Harry. Far from it, actually. He likes Harry a bit too much. And not in a “oh, he’s cute, I’d like to kiss him” way. More like “I want you to handcuff me to my bed and fuck me until I can’t even remember my own name” kind of way. So, yeah, it’s kind of a problem. ft: Frat boy Harry, sassy Louis, and a wine-drunk mishap.

Rating: M Word count: 5.1k Warnings: Kink negotiation, Dom/sub material

Prompt 47 for the @bottomlouisficfest 2022! @blouisparadise

run from me, but always come back:

Description:

Louis’ list is weird, very weird but hitting unsuspecting pedestrians with his new car has never been on it.

Or the one where Louis made the mistake of taking his eyes off the road and hit Harry with his new car, Zayn's desperately in love with a Youtube personality, and no one really knows what's going on, ever.

Word Count:

72,820