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HL Fic Library 🥧 Thanksgiving Fics

Remember to leave kudos and a comment on the fics you enjoyed to show your appreciation! You can find the library's other recs here. This is a bonus rec for this month in honor of @1dpotluck, a virtual fandom potluck!

🥧 Remember Me Before You by @kingsofeverything {E, 293k}

Desperate to find a new place to live after he comes home to find his boyfriend cheating, Harry moves into a loft with three strangers.

A New Girl AU.

🥧 Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose by dolce_piccante {M, 112k}

American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

🥧 What I Have With You (I don't want with anyone else) by @lululawrence {NR, 73k}

Louis smiled. “I’m sorry for how I ran away last night.”

“It’s totally fine. I’m sorry I did all that. I never asked if you were okay with it, and I really should have.”

Louis didn’t know how to respond to that. “I mean, I wasn’t really telling you no before that. How were you to know I’d be fine and then… not.”

“Well, if I had asked you first like I should have, then I would have known your boundaries.”

“How can you know my boundaries when even I don’t?” Louis scoffed. “Shit.”

Louis hadn’t meant to say that much to Harry. It’s not like he was embarrassed by who he was, but he still didn’t really talk about it openly either.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked.

Louis shook his head and kept his eyes trained on Harry’s chest. The shirt was old enough he could see the ghost of Harry’s tattoos through it.

“It’s a long and complicated story that is also very boring, so I don’t think you actually want the answer.”

Or Louis is an asexual alpha, Harry is his aromantic alpha friend and possible roommate, and faking a relationship might be exactly what they need to get their families and friends off their backs.

🥧 Always Expanding by @loutwix {NR, 38k}

Harry's speechless. Apollo’s just revealed he has a thing for mortals, himself specifically, and it's the most connected to his Greek mythology class that he's ever felt. How does one react when gods reveal such a thing? Do they bow? Do they flirt back? Do they just drop to their knees in awe? He's not sure, but he can only do his best with what he's given, which is currently a wet, blushing, naked boy gripping his towel with all his might while poetically side-eyeing Harry's next move. or (Gemma brings Louis home for Thanksgiving, and Hot Harry is the last thing he expected.)

🥧 Heart Beat by @allwaswell16 {E, 35k}

Hideaway Haven is the place that Louis has always called home. It's also the place that Harry had tried to leave behind him. When Harry returns to start a music academy in his hometown, he finds himself face to face with his high school crush—and his charming daughter who wants to learn to play the drums.

🥧 Loving with a Little Twist by @hrrytomlinson {E, 29k}

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know Niall! I just promised my mother I’m bringing my boyfriend - a boyfriend I don’t have - to Thanksgiving dinner. What should I do? I can’t call back and be like, ‘Oh yeah mom, that boyfriend I said that I have, I don’t actually have. Sorry to disappoint you.’ My life is ruined.” Harry returns to suffocating himself with the pillow.

Niall laughs and Harry growls at his best friend’s unwarranted happiness in this life-ending situation. Harry is fucked. Fuck. He needs a boyfriend. Fuck.

(or a thanksgiving themed fake/pretend relationship au)

🥧 bring out feelings in me i never show by orphan_account {M, 24k}

“I really think you should stop reading,” Liam says, having moved to hover behind Louis’ back at some point. “I can already see the cogs turning in your head, Louis, and I don’t like this.”

“Shut up,” Louis waves him off and continues reading.

I can do these things, at your request: openly hit on other female guests while you act like you don’t notice; start instigative discussions about politics and/or religion; propose to you in front of everyone; pretend to be really drunk as the evening goes on (sorry I don’t drink, but I used to); start an actual, physical fight with a family member, either inside or on the front lawn for all the neighbors to see.

[Louis accidentally hires a felon to be his fake boyfriend for Thanksgiving. Or, the fake boyfriends au no one asked for, inspired by this.]

🥧 candle wax and polaroids by orphan_account {T, 13k}

"I could think of much worse ways, Harry. I look forward to meeting you when you aren't half naked," Louis teased, and Harry swore Louis glanced down at his bare chest.

Harry blushed, watching Louis shut the bathroom door behind him.

And that's how he met his sister's boyfriend.

or, gemma brings her "boyfriend," louis, home for thanksgiving.

🥧 Airplanes & Apple Pies by wanderlou {NR, 8k}

“So, it’s just us back here,” Harry said with a nervous smile. “Maybe we should throw our own little Thanksgiving party?”

The boy’s gaze shifted around the empty cabin, double checking. “Guess you’re right. Think you scared everyone off with that mustache?” he teased, eyes twinkling.

Harry feigned offense, touching his mustache in mock protectiveness. “Don’t hate on the stache, it has feelings.”

The boy pouted playfully. “Oh no, I’m so sorry, Mr. Stache. Please forgive me.”

Harry laughed, feeling his dimples pop out “It says it’ll forgive you if you agree to have a drink with me.”

or Harry & Louis are strangers flying home for Thanksgiving. They bond as the only passengers in business class - things may or may not get a little heated...

🥧 With You I Am Never Alone by LiveLaughLoveLarry / @loveislarryislove {T, 6k}

Louis comes up with the idea of holding a Thanksgiving dinner for their families. Harry loves it. And him.

🥧 Let Me In One More Time by @homosociallyyours {E, 3k}

At the last minute, Harry's mother springs a bunch of new guests on her for their Thanksgiving meal. When Harry hears that the eldest daughter, Louis, will arrive early to "help" she's not exactly pleased. But when she opens the door she's surprised to see a familiar and unexpected face.

🥧 Be Thankful by personalobserver {M, 3k}

Harry was blessed with a kind soul and picks up Louis in the pouring rain to take him where he needs to go. They hit it off and smut happens. Featuring Harry's turkey boxers.

Also known as The Mandatory Thanksgiving Fic.

🥧 nothing sweeter than you by toastnbeans {G, 3k}

“Harry Styles!” He blurts out suddenly, reaching his arm out violently, the hand warmers he was holding flying to hit smack dab in the middle of the stranger's chest.

Harry’s eyes widen, but before he can blurt an apology, he hears the same giggle escape his companion, and the sound makes him join in. Their laughs seem louder in the cold darkness, warming him from the inside out.

“I’m Louis Tomlinson.” The stranger says, flashing that dazzling smile, extending his hand towards Harry. “I love the formality. Oh, and thank you so much for these hand warmers.” He says, winking.   Harry and Louis meet waiting in line for Black Friday deals. It's meant to be.

🥧 The Unselected Journals of Louis W. Tomlinson - Vol 1 by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf {E, 1k}

The Wandering of Things was not new, nearly two years into living here. However, the, uh, nature of this particular thing was quite different.

🥧 Looking for Life Out There by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird {T, 1k}

Doctoral candidate Harry Styles moves to Boston to complete her Ph.D. leaving her professor girlfriend behind in London. It's only two years of coursework, then she can go back to London to write her dissertation. She can get through it. She can.

🥧 GBC by @berzerkshires {E, 865 words}