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HL Fic Library 📚 High School Enemies To Lovers Fics

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📚 Unbelievers by @isthatyoularry {E, 136k}

It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan.

Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.

📚 Springbrooke by skipper / @skipperxao3 {M, 98k}

Springbrooke is a small town, rich and filled with perfection. 

At the start of his senior year, Harry, an omega with no desire to fit in, meets Zayn, an Alpha with no desire to stand out. With him, he makes a pledge to survive one year, his final year at Springbrooke High, and he’s determined to make the best of it. He struggles through new relationships along with the old, discovering the true meaning of love and friendships in ways he never expected. 

To Harry, each day that passes is one day closer to breaking free and his chance to leave without looking back. Though he soon learns, in the end, it’s not leaving that matters, but what you take with you when you go.

📚 with venom on your tongue by wildestdreams / @thelavendrhaze {E, 91k}

While Louis had to try so hard to stay focused and be the best, Harry somehow did the same things with ease and confidence. He hated how Harry glided through life, carrying happiness on his shoulders like it was nothing when it was arduous for Louis. His carefree demeanor made Louis feel crazy.

But that feeling just motivated him to always keep his eyes on the prize. Number one in the class rankings every year and the valedictorian spot the next year when they graduated. He was so close he could taste it. And if the only thing in his way was Harry Styles, then Louis was willing to up the stakes to figure out what made him weak just to beat him.

“Whatever,” Louis eventually said to Liam. “He’s a fucking cliche.”

or a boarding school AU where Harry and Louis are academic rivals until they realize they’re more similar than they thought.

📚 don't you think that it's boring how people talk? by wildestdreams / @thelavendrhaze {E, 86k}

Hey Upper East Siders, Gossip Girl here. Your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Manhattan’s elite.

or a Gossip Girl AU where Louis is the king of the Upper East Side and Harry is the bad boy he loves to hate until a late-night limo ride changes everything.

📚 Truly, Madly, Deeply (10 Things I Hate About You) by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships {E, 54k}

The first Louis had heard of Harry auditioning for X Factor was the night he'd turned up on Louis' doorstep the day before leaving for Boot Camp, with a DVD and an illicit bottle of vodka.

Thing was, Louis hated secrets, and he really hated being made a fool of, and he really, really hated Harry Styles.

or: the one in which they're all in sixth form together, and Harry auditions for X Factor without them.

📚 Twisted Perfection by emilyxlarry {M, 49k}

"I need to talk to you." Is all Harry says before grabbing Louis' wrist and practically yanking him away. Louis makes a not so masculine noise and glances behind him just to see that his friends couldn't care less that he's about to get murdered.

"Listen Harry, I was just messing around, there's no reason to start a physical fight. I mean — I'm only five nine and you're, like, seven feet tall, I couldn't possibly win against you. I still have a life to live, I have a family that cares about me. If you're gonna murder me, can you at least wait until I finish college? That's the least you could do." Louis rambles as Harry drags him all the way to the locker rooms. Harry just ignores him.

"If you beat me up you'll probably get kicked off the team — " Louis words are muffled by Harry's lips pressing into his own.

Or the one where Louis and Harry hate each other, but a little bit of petty arguing and subtle violence isn’t very good at hiding how they really feel.

📚 far away for far too long by alwaysinmy {M, 46k}

“What are you on?” Harry asks starting to chuckle.

“What?”

“You must be on crack to think that I would do this!” Harry says almost laughing now.

“Harry, I’m serious,” Louis pleads.

“What in the world makes you think I would do this?!” Harry exclaims.

“200 pounds.”

“200 pounds isn’t gonna make m-,”

“And I’ll tutor you in Calculus!” Louis blurts out.

“What?” Harry is very confused.

“I said,” he pauses. “I’ll tutor you. I know you’re almost failing. I’ll help you, if you help me,” Louis says seriously. Harry stops laughing.

“What would being your fake boyfriend require?” Harry asks suddenly interested.

or the one where Louis needs to prove to the Gay-Straight Alliance Club that he isn’t the homophobic guy they think he is and the only way to do that is to get his ex-best mate, Harry Styles, to be his fake boyfriend.

📚 Supposed to Be by kikikryslee / @flamboyantommo {M, 26k}

“I’m making a movie for a film competition, and I want you to be in it,” Harry told Louis. “I think you would be a great leading actor in it.” “Why?” “Because it’s you. I mean, who wouldn’t want to know all about the amazing Louis Tomlinson? It would be a great movie.” “You don’t have some weird crush or, like, secret obsession with me, do you?” Louis asked. Harry bit his tongue so he didn’t say “Ew, I have standards.” He didn’t think that would go over well. Of course, that was assuming Louis understood what that meant. --- Or, the Geek Charming AU where Harry's a film geek, Louis' a popular jock, and they both need each other to get what they want.

📚 You're So Square (Baby I Don't Care) by mmaree / @zqua1d {E, 15k}

“So does it say who my new co-counsellor is?”

“Yeah, it does.” Zayn doesn’t even try to hide his smirk and Louis just knows.

He sucks in a breath. “It’s that bloody Styles kid, isn’t it?”

Zayn starts cackling, and Louis takes a moment to rethink every life decision he’s ever made, figure out where he went wrong and why karma hates him so much.

“I’m stuck with Britain’s Biggest Boy Scout for the rest of the summer, aren’t I?”

Or a summer camp au where Louis tries to sort out whether he wants to murder or snog his perky co-counsellor.

📚 defying stars by localopa / @voulezloux {T, 9k}

the marching band au only one person (and that was me) asked for.

📚 Worth a Thousand Words by TheIfInLife / @larryismyotpuniverse {NR, 7k}

“Look, I’m learning some new stuff!”

My name is Louis. My favorite color is green. I like movies. Do you know sign language?

Harry huffed grumpily. Why are you learning sign language?

“Because, I want to be able to talk to you.” Louis looked small, gripping tightly at the steering wheel.

Why?

You’re my friend. Louis signed shakily, having to try it a few times before getting it right. And well, Harry just snapped.

We’re not friends. I don’t know what makes you think that we’re okay but we’re not. You stopped being my friend once you found out that I went deaf. I don’t know if this is your way of ‘making up for it’ or if you think that hanging out with the deaf guy and learning a bit of sign language is your ‘kind deed’ to the world but I don’t want to be your charity case and I don’t want to be your friend. or Harry went deaf at 5 years old and Louis just wants the chance be heard.

📚 Why Don’t We Start Writing The Story Of Us by red_panda28 / @red-panda-28 {T, 6k}

Immediately after the words left his mouth, Louis wanted to face palm himself. Nerves always brought out joking as a deflection technique, it was almost an instinct.

Harry only looked up long enough to reply with a flat, “no,” before turning back to his book.

“Alright,” Louis said, rocking forward on the balls of his feet and shoved his hands in his pockets. “I’ll, uh… leave you to it.”

OR Alpha Louis and Omega Harry get off on the wrong foot, Louis has the worst timing, and Harry believes in second chances. Three times Louis asks Harry on a date and the one time Harry accepts

📚 It’s Probably Because I’ve Got a Big Lesbian Crush on You by yeah_alright / @uhoh-but-yeah-alright {T, 6k}

Harry's never really concerned herself with being part of the popular crowd. But as the new girl in school the second semester of her junior year, she finds herself unwittingly competing for Queen Bee status against high school royalty Louis Tomlinson. Maybe there's more to their rivalry than it seems.

A not-quite-Mean Girls AU

📚 A Thin Line by orphan_account {T, 6k}

"Our mums think we're infatuated with each other you halfwit," Harry pointed out. "murder over tea and biscuits isn't an option...sadly."

Or

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[1]

"I know. You're a very spoiled kitten, aren't you?" There wasn't much that was kitten-like about Humph any more, but he'd always be Louis's baby. He refilled his water bowl first and then spooned out half of the tin into the bowl and put it down on the tray. "Dig in, kit."

"Louis. Are you really okay?"

Louis stood up, wiping his hands on his thighs. He went to rinse his hands under the tap. "Nothing's changed," he said. "I'm the same person I was an hour ago, or last week, or last year when you left me. I did it by myself then, and I can do it by myself now. I don't need someone to fix me. I never did."

"I know," Harry said. "It doesn't… it doesn't mean you have to be alone to do it."

Louis's shoulders slumped. "You're going to go. You're going to piss off back to your old life and I'm going to be here by myself, and nothing's going to have changed from last time."

"I'm going to go back. I have to go back at some point. I know that. I just don't want it to be like last time. I want to be better. I want to do better."

"You don’t need me for either of those things."

"Yeah," Harry said. "I do."

[2]

"Are you all right?"

"Why wouldn't I be just fine?" Louis dumped two mugs down on the counter, and flicked the switch on the kettle. "My ex-boyfriend—who I was completely in love with—kissed me last night, and some dickhead with a phone got a picture and now it's on the web, so everything's just bloody fantastic. Harry's crying on his mum, you can't see my face so nobody knows it's me, Dad wants me to see him, I think I still love Harry, and everything's fucking shit. And I hate apricot jam."

"There's raspberry in the bag by the door," Mum said. "Bought it yesterday." She sounded kind of dazed. Louis didn't blame her. His head felt like it was on inside out and back to front. The fact that he was on the front of some website—luckily with his face obscured, but still—felt kind of like it was by the by. "Have you spoken to Harry?"

"What about? We haven't got anything to say to each other." That was a lie. Louis had about nine million things he wanted to say to Harry, but they were all variants of what the fuck did I do to deserve the way you treated me, and why didn't you love me enough, so it would be a fairly pointless experience to actually say them out loud.

[3]

Nick leans in and presses his mouth to Louis's hot temple. He's only allowed a couple of minutes; Louis's abdominal injuries are so severe his condition is still extremely critical.

"I'm not going anywhere, duck. I'm going to be right here when you wake up, I swear. Just concentrate on getting better. We're all going to be right here."

He sits in the family room afterwards, the plastic apron discarded, a cup of tea from the little tea maker in the corner going cold in his hand. Jay sits next to him, silent in their vigil, the minutes stretching away from them like hours, and the hours never fucking passing. All day long they're joined by Louis's family, and his band, everyone coming and going, and none of it makes Louis wake up, or shifts him any further into the land of the living.

Louis's life is measured in the beeps of the equipment and the rhythmic huffs of the ventilator. His boy can't breathe by himself, and Nick has never, ever been so scared in his whole entire life.

[4]

"Right back then. When you were picking Harry to be your friend. Why didn't you pick me?"

Inexplicably, Nick wants to cry. He wants to reach out along the phone line and draw Louis into his side and fix all those little cracks and fissures that make him up, that make him this fucked up and this needy and this broken. "It was never like that," he says, which is sort of a rubbish answer, but it's the best he can come up with. Him and Harry had just—connected, and friendship had just sort of arrived, fully-formed, seconds after meeting each other. It had never meant that he wouldn't have wanted to be friends with Louis too.

"Was, though." Louis sounds sulky.

"You're such a fuck up," Nick says. "This isn't fair."

"You picked Harry."

"It wasn't like a competition where only one of you won, you idiot." The tight feeling across his chest gets even tighter. "I could have been friends with both of you."

"Don't like being second-best." Louis is petulant and drunk and half a world away, and Nick—again—is caught between wanting to throw things at him and wanting to draw him in and kiss him endlessly. Frustration coils in his belly, like a spring ready to explode. He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"You're not my second-best," Nick says, because Louis is too drunk to remember this conversation in the morning, or at least Nick hopes he is. "You're my number fucking one, okay, and I hate you for doing this to me, all right? I fucking hate this."

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Soul by roaroftheninth | T | 4772 Liam tosses a grin back over his shoulder. “What are you going to do when I’ve gone and there’s no one around to drive you round the bend?” Louis’ bike coasts to a stop. It happens so slowly that by the time he’s at a standstill, Liam is far ahead, up by the curve. “I’ll forget.” Liam stops much more quickly. They’re alone in the dome; their private conversation can be held across thirty feet of open space. “You’ll what?” Louis watches him. “I’ll forget,” he repeats. “Not the way you forget things, when you can’t pinpoint them but you still carry them in your heart. I’ll just have my hard drive wiped.” Or: Louis is the medical android tasked with taking care of Liam in a world after nuclear war.

Will You Still Call Me Superman by el_em_en_oh_pee | T | 6370 When Harry opens his locker, there's a box wrapped in blue tissue paper, wound messily in a skinny white ribbon, just sitting on top of his textbooks. A piece of paper taped to the top of the box readsTo Harry, Happy Christmas! I noticed how you're always chewing on your pencils in class so I thought this might help! -Your Secret Admir Santa xx In which Harry has an overwhelming crush on Liam, the nicest, coolest guy in school, and his friends aren't very supportive of the pain his crush causes him. The jerks.

we speak in tongues and start to teethe by theamazingpeterparker | G | 8856 There’s a moment, a second, where Liam’s eyes are spitting angry. Bright gold and looking like he’s going to tear Louis’s throat out. And then Louis growls low and tightens his grip on Liam’s neck, leaning close enough that he can lay his sharpened canines on the pulse that’s jack-hammering in Liam’s neck. He could kill him. He could at least bite him, sink his fangs into the soft meat where his neck and shoulder meet as a reminder of who’s pack he’s interfering with, whose turf he’s on. It’s the first time that Louis misses it, for a heartbeat, blood flooding his mouth from more than just a scratch in a fight. Enough blood to satiate the full moon buzzing in his ears. Or, werewolf fight club.

FourFiveSeconds from wildin' by apfelhalm | E | 11366 "What about this one? He doesn't look too bad. I could take on, uh," he stops to look at the name, "Liam. I bet I'd stand a chance against Liam." Liam looks fit, well-trained without being too beefy, and perhaps a bit ridiculous, too, with his gold chain and a bandana hanging from his trouser pocket. He also looks fit fit and if this were a normal dating app, Louis would swipe right in a heartbeat. This isn't a normal dating app, though, and Louis has a bet to win. "So? Are you going to pick him or what?" Harry asks, grinning very much like a predatory shark. Or: the one where Louis and Liam meet through a Tinder-style fighting app.

written in my memory by carissima | M | 21646 Liam turns towards the voice. It sounds a bit like Harry, but deeper somehow. Huskier. He blinks carefully as he stares at Harry, who's half-sitting in the window, staring back at him. Or maybe it's not Harry, he thinks dizzily because this boy is taller, much taller than Harry is. He's also got longer hair, tucked back in a bandana, and he's wearing clothes that Harry would never wear; tight skinny black jeans and a loose black tee, silver chains around his neck hanging loose over his chest. Or the one where Liam has amnesia and he struggles to connect with the boys.

Your Lips On Mine by taecheeks | E | 56139 The situation is weird, like really fucking weird. Liam thought maybe he was hallucinating when he first saw Zayn in their apartment, exhausted from work or something. He thinks about Bradford a lot more than he probably should, always eager for the next time he gets to watch him. But when Niall told him about the other new roommate, Zayn, he never in a million years thought it would be him - even when Niall said Zayn was just his type and had silver hair. [Or the one where Zayn is a camboy, who likes to think about the fit mechanic with a liking for leather jackets and scruffy beards from uni during his shows. And Liam, the mechanic, who realizes his new roommate is Bradford, the man with the smooth skin covered in tattoos that Liam watches late at night with a hand wrapped around himself.]

Floating On The Water by scottmcniceass | M | 58206 Liam just wants to get through his last summer working at Malik Resort before University without incident. Of course, life is never that easy, and he ends up getting roped into giving the bosses son, Zayn, swimming lessons. That wouldn't be so bad, if Zayn didn't happen to hate him so much.

Crawling on Your Shores by juliusschmidt | E | 66631 "You're a mechanic?" Liam nods. Harry gives him another long, appraising look. This time it lingers on his hands. "Your nails are clean." The tips of Liam's fingers tingle. "Got laid off a month ago." "Sorry to hear that." Harry smiles, soft and small. ~ Liam is searching for direction, purpose, connection, and, ultimately, himself. Harry is searching for aliens.

So, this morning I saw this post by @tackytigerfic and after reading one of the recommended fics, I decided I had to record this one. It's a perfect little compact bundle of angst with a happy ending. Thanks again @magicalrocketships for having blanket permission!

Just a Touch of Your Love (14 minutes, T)

Harry couldn't make Draco better and he couldn't ask for help, and right now he'd do anything just to keep him safe, and make sure he knew he was loved.

The Youth Branch of Magical and Fairy Tale Creatures and Beings Anonymous (Volume One) by sunsetmog | @magicalrocketships (OT5, 5k)

FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 4 (march-april)

Perfect Storm by cherrystreet (80k) CHAPTERED 

What do you do when your best friend asks you and your (now) ex to be the best men at his destination wedding? You can either tell him the truth, tell him you’re not together anymore, and deal with the consequences, or you can pretend you’re still together and roll with it, just pray you don’t spiral. Fake it ‘til you make it. You know, for the sake of the wedding.

Harry and Louis choose the latter.   FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP WITH A TWIST

You Always Seem To Bring Me Light by sinisterist (18k) CHAPTERED

He jumps when he feels a hand stroking his hair lightly. “I love it like this,” Louis murmurs, reaching to tug a wayward curl.

“Love what like this?”

“Your hair.” Louis’ touch is hesitant, almost reverent, all trace of humour gone now. “When it’s still kind of damp but the ends are dry and curl up like corkscrews. It’s supposed to look gross but it doesn’t.” He pauses before continuing quietly. “Your curls are so lovely.”

Harry swallows. Louis is a hurricane, and amidst his whirlwind of emotions, he slowly says; deliberately says, “So are you.”

In a world where YouTuber baker Harry pines for the (inconveniently taken) Louis. In other words, another YouTuber AU.

Emperor’s New Clothes by sunsetmog (92k) CHAPTERED

The fact that Louis’s most precious belonging was a cat with a face like thunder and an uncanny ability to cover every single inch of Louis’s clothing with cat hair was something that Louis chose not to think about too much.

or: Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship. SECRET RELATIONSHIP

HL Fic Library 📸 Famous/Not Famous Fics

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🩷 Tired Tired Sea by MediaWhore / @mediawhorefics {M, 113k}

As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

🩷 In A Twinkling by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom {E, 98k}

Louis’ Nan just wants him to be happy, to settle down with a nice boy, and bring him around for Christmas.

Louis is too busy with his career to bother about relationships, but in an attempt to appease his Nan, he sends her photoshopped pictures of him and his pretend boyfriend, Harry. The fact that the man in the pictures is none other than Harry Styles, world famous Gucci model—and recurrent star of Louis’ fantasies—is irrelevant. It’s not like their paths will ever cross…

So it comes as somewhat of a surprise when Louis returns home for Christmas and walks into his Nan’s sitting room only to find the real-life Harry Styles happily chatting away with the grey-haired ladies of his Nan’s Crochet Circle.

Featuring Niall and Liam as Louis’ childhood friends, Harry as the painfully perfect man of Louis’ dreams, Zayn as Harry’s very protective best mate, Louis’ Nan as a well-meaning matchmaker, and Louis as a guy who thinks he’s happy with his life, until a certain someone shows him what he’s been missing.

🩷 Emperor's New Clothes by sunsetmog / @magicalrocketships {E, 92k}

The fact that Louis’s most precious belonging was a cat with a face like thunder and an uncanny ability to cover every single inch of Louis’s clothing with cat hair was something that Louis chose not to think about too much.

or: Harry’s a pop star and Louis isn’t, and there’s a non-disclosure agreement where there used to be a relationship.

🩷 Cameras Flashing by @juliusschmidt {E, 81k}

With his breakout single platinum three times over and his second album still selling out in stores around the world, Louis Tomlinson has made it to the top. However, his position as Pop Heartthrob of the Decade is threatened by the edgier, more artistic Zayn, who happens to be releasing an album a week after Louis’ upcoming third. Louis needs something groundbreaking- scandalous, even- to push past him in the charts. Much to Louis’ dismay, his PR team calls in The Sexpert.

Consulting with PR firm Shady, Lane and Associates pays the bills so that Harry Styles can spend his down time doing what he really loves: poring over data. On weekends and late into the evenings, he researches gender, presentation, and sexual orientation, analysing the longitudinal study that is his father’s life’s work. That is, until his newest client, the popstar with the fascinating secret, drags him off his couch and frighteningly close to the spotlight.

As the album’s release date approaches, will Tomlinson and Styles be able to pull off the most risky PR scheme of the millennium and beat Zayn in sales or will the heat of their feelings for each other compromise everything?

🩷 A Thousand Miles From Comfort by @littlelouishiccups {E, 74k}

It wasn’t like Louis was Lindsay Lohan or Justin Beiber. He’d had one fucking meltdown and a handful of public drunken accidents. And now he could never screw up ever again. He hit the STOP button on the treadmill and matched his pace as it slowed to a stop.

“It’s not break time yet!” Harry told Louis, tapping his watch with a stern expression. “Come on, you were doing so well! Don’t quit now! Ten more minutes and then you can have a break!”

“I don’t want to be here anymore,” Louis spat. “It’s not anything you did, okay? I just… I don’t know. I can’t do this. I hate playing the stupid media game. That’s what all of this is! There’s no point.”

  In which Louis is a closeted gay actor and a recovering addict with a troubled past. Harry is the personal trainer who helps him get his life back in shape.

With Liam as Louis' childhood best friend, Zayn as a famous R&B artist, and Niall as a fanboy.

(aka the trainer au)

🩷 another dream but always you by you_explode / @nobodymoves {M, 66k}

Harry is a Dreamwalker; he has the ability to visit people in their dreams and help put them on the right path. He's assigned to Louis, who's struggling after the break-up of his band. It's an unusual assignment from the beginning; Harry has a crush on Louis, and Louis's subconscious immediately decides Harry is the love of his life. When Dreamers cast Harry as their love interest, he can usually redirect them, but Louis is insistent on being Harry's boyfriend, and despite knowing they have no future, Harry wants to keep up the charade.

🩷 My Sweetest Downfall by kiwikero / @icanhazzalou {M, 42k}

Louis is a retired guardian angel. After the death of his last charge, he became jaded. Humans die—what use is prolonging the inevitable?

He's more than happy to forget about humanity altogether until one day, when Louis is pulled from his desk job for a new assignment: protect One Direction's Harry Styles. It doesn't help that there's something about Harry that Louis can't resist, and it's making him question everything he's ever known. Humans are strictly off limits, and breaking that rule means risking everything, but Harry just might be worth it.

This is a story about forgiveness and discovery, featuring an angel who wants to be a little more human and a human who is so much more than he seems.

🩷 hymns for restless stars by @turnyourankle {E, 37k}

Every Holiday season Louis has his pupils write down their Christmas wishes for class. He's read almost every wish under the sun, but one girl's wish takes him by surprise. It's for her uncle not to be alone anymore. It's not a wild wish by any means, but Louis had no idea that former teen idol Harry Styles was lonely in the first place.

🩷 But Why Wonder, Why Wonder? by @100percentsassy {E, 30k}

The one where Marcel Styles has improbably landed a job in the fashion industry, and Louis Tomlinson is the actor-turned-lingerie-designer he’s been infatuated with for years.

🩷 Bitter Ends Turn Sweet by @allwaswell16 {E, 30k}

It had been four years since Harry first heard the song his ex wrote about him and far longer since they broke up. He forgave Louis long ago, and now his life was focused on his career, his family, and especially his son, Max. But Louis was back in Chicago, after all this time, and he’s not an easy man to ignore.

Or a songfic inspired by the song Chicago

🩷 Rewriting the Melody by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13 {T, 26}

Louis doesn’t get put in One Direction. This time, the path to true love takes the long way round, including singing in toilet cubicles, fruit baskets, and long distance band counselling from someone who really doesn’t know what he’s doing, he just wants to keep talking to Harry.

🩷 Singing To Tiny Dancer by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite {E, 22k}

“Yes!” Harry punched a fist into the air. He laughed at the confusion that wrinkled the little space between Louis’ brows.

“What?”

“You’re flirting with me,” Harry smiled, letting his dimples pop.

Louis’ face went blank for two seconds and then he rolled his eyes, one side of his mouth lifting. “Am not.”

“You soooo are,” Harry sang out, poking him in the shoulder. “You like me.”

“I was simply showing you how to actually bring… what did you call it? Your A-game.”

Harry adopted a patronizing expression, sure it would piss him off. “And you did great. Really.”

“Oi, fuck off,” Louis said, but he was actually laughing now. Outright. It was gorgeous and Harry wanted to live in this moment forever. It was the very best one he’d experienced. He wanted to always remember the image of Louis’ crinkled eyes, the sound of his breathy giggles, the smell of citrus that radiated off him as he swayed in his amusement. And Louis didn’t even know his name.

Or ... When everything gets to be a bit too much for A-list actor Louis Tomlinson, he runs back to the town he had never really called home and the boy who was the only one he did.

🩷 Then We Talk Slow by @letsjustsee {E, 20k}

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.

🩷 Play (series) by @taggiecb {E, 19k}

Louis loves working towards a goal. His friends say having a goal in life is the only thing that keeps him sane some days. Right now he is working towards his before twenty five bucket list, and fate must have been smiling on him the day he won tickets for a show at Wembly, getting into one of the locker rooms is something he will have to think about later. Plus it doesn't hurt that the show he's seeing is his favourite celebrity crush Harry Styles.

🩷 Confessions of a Fabricated Alpha by @jaerie {E, 18k}

Hearing it now almost made Harry hang up the phone, but he sighed and pressed one to be connected to one of their alpha operators. He’d already committed to this low point in his life and hanging up meant he couldn’t wallow in it and he was in a wallowing mood.

“You are being connected to alpha operator number forty-four. Rogue will be with you shortly.”

The name was said in a different voice like a voice mailbox someone might have on their office phone. It made him snort out a laugh at how stupid it all was. It felt like a budget sex line.

 or famous alpha Harry Styles has a secret and paying an alpha to roleplay a relationship with him over the phone is the only way he can be himself.

🩷 Be Mine? by @softfonds {E, 11k}

Getting dumped the week before Valentine's Day wasn't in Harry's plans, and neither was being dragged to a concert to forget about it. But a sign Zayn brings manages to turn his night around in more ways than he hoped for.

🩷 More Than a Mic Drop by @haztobegood {E, 7k}

“You dropped the mic last night.”

“Oh, yeah. I did.” Louis gives a little shrug. He tucks his hands into the pockets of his baggy grey sweatpants.

“That was really careless.” His tone is very stern, unlike his usual bubbly and helpful voice when he suggests Louis try singing a chorus for the third time as he adjusts the sound mix again. Harry levels him a serious look and suddenly the room feels too hot. “You could have broken the mic and we don’t have a lot of spares.”

🩷 I Remember (The Distances We Covered) by @lululawrence {NR, 5k}

@ColleenisStylish: @LouisTomlinson my dad thinks he’s sat next to you on a train from Edinburgh right now, so if you could confirm that would be amazing. His name is Harry and he’s just had white wine and says you’re on red x

Louis glanced at the glass of red wine in his hand before taking a quick look around those nearest him on the train. Just across the aisle in a seat facing him was a man with graying, curly hair falling into his face yet somehow staying above his glasses. He was reading a book as he tapped his foot, seemingly oblivious to everything around him, and there sitting on the table in front of him was a half glass of white wine.

🩷 That’s the way love goes by bella28 {T, 4k}

“Why would someone attend a concert when they have a soulmate goose?” Harry questioned his sister bewildered. “Everyone knows that they can get very aggressive. Why did security even let this person enter the venue, they must know what a risk this is!”

His sister didn’t seem to know the answer. They were both aware that soulmate geese were sent to people that didn’t get their shit together with their soulmate. Hopeless cases in Harry’s opinion. Who didn’t recognise their soulmate when they standing were right in front of them?

OR: In a world, where soulmate geese are sent to the people who can't figure out who their soulmate is, Harry finds himself stuck with a goose when he is attending a concert of his favourite artist Louis Tomlinson.

🩷 Touch the Sky and Kiss the Sun by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup {T, 2k}

Louis Tomlinson knows without a shadow of a doubt that Harry Styles is his soulmate.