#from what WE KNOW zayn is the one who got done dirty by his best friends shading him

[sometimeslwish]

Dark In My Imagination

(aka sex with the boys headcannons)

I'm writing a kitty Xav one shot and it inspired me into writing this headcannon. It's gonna be bellow the cut cause it does get explicit. Now, I see them being quite versatile, so if this doesn't float your boat, don't read.

Edit: Caleb has been added.

Xavier

— Lots of praise, that man does not shut up with his praise. Can sometimes ask for praise too, he'll go from "You're such a good girl for me" to "Does it feel good, angel? You like how I fuck you?"

— Doesn’t make much noise beside gasping, but his dirty talk? The best out there.

— Possessive, this one is one we can all agree on.

— Would fuck you in public, the only thing stopping him from doing that is you. Unless you give an inkling of being into that, then nothing is stopping him from doing it.

— Overstimulation and multiple orgasms. Doesn't matter who cums how many times, it's happening, although he does prefer it when it's you who is overstimulated.

— Pussy jobs, he likes those, and also likes fucking your thighs. Yes, there's lots of cum to clean up afterwards.

— Will mark you up, you're gonna look like you got mauled by the time he's done with you.

— There's no favorite position, he's gonna do most of– if not all of them.

— Mostly a pillow prince when you peg him, and you know what's even worse? The fact that he cries while you do it. No, I will not allow any questions on this.

— Likes his bj's wet and messy. Honestly, he just likes making a mess out of you.

Zayne

— Prefers the bed but is not averse to fucking you in: the couch, his office, his car, the kitchen and the kitchen floor or the dinner table.

— One time he came in his pants while kissing you and still does it when you decide to be mean and tease him relentlessly.

— Gets pussy drunk and teary eyed when you ride him, yessiiir.

— Can get vocal, but not necessarily loud. He looks like he'll try to be quiet but a few grunts and gasps will still escape through. Also, his facial expressions? *chef's kiss* he will look at you like you hung the moon, the starts and created everything that exists.

— Bondage, goes both ways but he especially enjoys when you're the one that's tied up.

— Enjoys when you leave hickeys on his collarbones. Neck is not allowed because ✨️ privacy ✨️ but oh, does he love knowing that they're there.

— Plays with your boobs like there's no tomorrow.

— Lots of fingering just because. He'll give you two orgasms with just his fingers before fucking you.

— Secretly likes it when you manhandle him a little.

— Has a Sir or daddy kink for sure, one of both.

Rafayel

— Bite marks your nape every chance he gets.

— Loves fucking your tits.

— He is vocal, you cannot fuck him in public cause he'll get you guys caught. I'm talking: whines, moans, gasps, grunts. Dirty talk? More like babbles, just a string of words that never fully connect.

— Beach sex, uh-huh, specially at night. Matter of fact, loves fucking you while being in the water, doesn't matter if it's a river, lake, beach, pool or bathtub.

— Has asked for you to be his nude model so many times and 8/10 he says "fuck it" and fucks you right then and there.

— Edging and overstimulation, especially when you do it to him, he's addicted.

— You pegged him once and now it happens every once in a while. Also, he totally has a sensitive prostate, he'll cum from just the stimulation alone.

— Remember how quick he was to call mc "master"? And how into being collared he was? Yeaaah, those are going in the kink list.

— ROLEPLAY, ROLEPLAY IS ALSO GOING IN THERE.

— Likes it when you put your hand around his neck and simply hold it there.

Sylus

— Loves taking his time with you and making you beg for him.

— Lots of whispering in your ear, lots of praise and teasing.

— Pain and biting kink and you cannot convince me otherwise. Loves it when you bite him and leave scratches on his back.

— Not really a fan of doing it in public, likes being the only one that sees you in that vulnerable state.

— Collars and chains. Sometimes he gets rough when you collar him up and put him on a leash because he knows that's what you want and other times he just worships you even more.

— Spanks you from time to time.

— Miiiirrrooooooors. If he's going to fuck you from behind, there has to be a mirror in front of you. Hell, sometimes he'll put you on his lap and put a mirror in front of you so you see yourself while he fingers you senseless.

— Remember that about taking his time? Yeah, he'll edge you while doing that. And when you do get to cum, he'll overstimulate you for a little bit.

— Loves it when you pull his hair, idk why, don't ask me no questions.

— Chokes you only when you ask him to. The first time he double and tripple checked your were okay with it, and even them, it still took him a while to be as rough as you wanted him to be.

Caleb

— Vocal, but unlike Rafayel, he can keep quiet. Nights of jacking off in the shower at grandma's house have trained him for that.

— Will make it hard for you to stay quiet, likes it when you're loud.

— Switchy Mcswitch, loves when you dominate him just as much as he loves dominating you.

— Free use kink, he wants you to use him whenever and wherever.

— An absolute tease, he will use your weaknesses against you. Whichever it is, hands, arms, back, thighs, uniform; he will rile you up just to rile you up.

— Gives you what you want: Rough and hard? Coming right up. Slow and gentle? Sure thing. Whether it's degradation or praise, he shall deliver, the motto is “Ask and you shall receive.”

— The choking goes both ways, but he likes it more when you do it to him. Something about you matching his freak makes him nuts.

— There's no such thing as quickies for him. Depending on the day and the mood, he'll either edge or overstimulate you. You either get a bunch of orgasms before he has his first one or you only get to cum after he does, and he doesn't make it easy for you to obey.

— I don't think this would turn him on all the time but: likes dressing you up. If it's a date, he'll pick your outfit, sometimes do your hair and even your make up. But when it's a random day, he'll come with bags of clothes for you to model.

— He's a little surprised when you ask to peg him, but is on board otherwise. He teases you like a brat, but the moment you're inside he's going a little quiet and when you move, it's game over for him. At the end he'd be like “Damn, okay.”

[havin-a-wee]

can you plz make one where harry is um you know, eating the girl out basically and zayn walks in on them and well, a threesome occurs. please.

Red Handed

pairing: Harry x reader x Zayn

warnings: oral (female and male receiving), threesome, double penetration

word count: 2.2k

i don’t know how i feel about this one but im not rewriting it. i got another request for a zarry threesome so this covers that too.

“Fuck,” you whimpered, grasping at the curls that sat on top of your boyfriend’s head.

As soon as he returned home from the studio where he was working on the One Direction reunion, he had pounced on you, sucking hickeys into your neck and running his muscular hands up and down your sides. Luckily for him, you were in the same mood, your panties dripping by the time that he walked through the door. 

Harry has different states of arousal. There’s his harsh-dominant side, which usually comes out when he’s had a bad day, or when you’ve been a bad girl. Then there is his soft dominant side, which is a favorite of yours. While you love everything about him, there was a special place in your heart for when he gets in that mood. There are days where he just wants slow, passionate, missionary sex, and sometimes he wants to bend you over his desk and spank you until you can’t sit.

But today he was aroused in a special way. He was in the mood to make you feel good, no matter what. And that is how you found yourself laying on your shared bed with his face between your thighs.

He hadn’t shaved in a while, and to say you were enjoying it would be an understatement. The sharp bristles that lined his bright pink lips were brushing up against your sensitive folds, and the sensation was something that you could get used to. His tongue was buried inside your pussy and he was twirling it around, reaching deep inside of you. He lapped at your sopping hole, slurping up the juices that were spilling out of you. His nose was pressing against your swollen button and you squirmed underneath him. His hand came to press against your pelvis, holding you down. “Stay still pretty girl, I need y’to finish on m’tongue.” He pulled away momentarily to talk to you, his fiery breath hitting your cunt and sending vibrations straight through your body. When he brought his mouth back to you, he was sucking on your clit this time. 

“I’m gonna come, Harry.” He hummed against you, increasing his efforts to bring you over the edge. As soon as he let his teeth graze your clit, a powerful orgasm wracked through your body. It was strong, reaching all the way to your head making your vision go blurry. 

Usually, you enjoyed coming down from your climax, but this time your bliss was interrupted.

“Holy shit!” 

Your eyes snapped to the source of the voice, and Harry’s lips detached from your core and he searched for where the noise came from. 

Zayn was standing at the door, hands covering his face. “Zayn! How long have you been standing there?” Harry’s cheeks were red, and you could feel that yours were too. 

“Sorry! I promise I’ve only been here for a second! You just left your jacket at the studio and the door was open..” He spread his fingers slightly, peeking through the gaps he had made. You scrambled to grab the blanket underneath you to cover up your most intimate parts. You clutched it up to your chin, your knuckles resting by your neck. Harry looked up at you, but it wasn’t the look you were expecting. You thought his eyes would be wide, his eyebrows raised in shock. But you were met with a smirk, and he gave you that ‘you know what I’m thinking’ look. You did know what he was thinking, but it took you a second to actually process what he was proposing. 

The two of you have discussed a threesome before, but you had never taken active steps to go through with it. Both of you could be a bit jealous, so you thought he wouldn’t actually want to share you with anyone else. But when he lifted up his finger to signal that he would only be gone for a minute, you knew he was planning to go through with this. And you couldn’t have been more excited.

He got up from the bed and you sighed slightly from the loss of body heat, the blanket now being your only source of warmth. He motioned for Zayn to follow him outside the door, and you watched as they shuffled outside, closing the door behind them. You could hear that they were talking, but you couldn’t make out the actual words being shared in the conversation.

After what seemed like hours, Harry stepped back in the room. 

“Zayn said he’s down to do it, but we’re only doin’ this if y’okay with it 100%” 

“I am, but only if you want to H.” He nodded and opened the door wider, allowing for Zayn to stand next to him. Harry walked further into the room, leaving Zayn to close the door. 

“If we are gonna do this, there ‘ave t’be some rules.” Both you and Zayn nodded, listening intently and the shirtless man talking. “First of all, no kissin’ her,” he looked at Zayn with a stern look, asserting his seriousness over the topic. Zayn nodded prompting Harry to continue. “Second, you listen to her. Neva’ do anything without askin first.” Zayn nodded again. “And finally, do not finish inside her.” He looked back at Zayn, and you could tell that his stare was intense based on Zayn’s reaction.

“Got it.” Zayn responded. He seemed to gain some of his confidence back after Harry’s stare turned back to you. Harry sat down on the side of the bed and you scooted over to sit next to him, still clutching the blanket to your chest. 

“Will y’suck Zayn off baby? Wanna watch y’make him feel good.” Harry caressed your cheek with his ring-clad finger. You nodded eagerly, giving him those doe eyes that you know he loves so much. He pats your cheek softly calling you a good girl and then standing up and taking a seat on the chair in the corner of the room. “Go on sweet girl, let him see how gorgeous y’are.”

You slowly removed the blanket from your body, suddenly feeling a lot more self-conscious. You watched Zayn make his way to stand in front of you, slipping off his jeans and boxers at once, throwing the dirty clothes to the side. His erection sprang free, precum already leaking out of his sensitive tip. He was big, not as big as Harry, though. You propped yourself up on your knees, your mouth inches away from his cock. 

Before taking him in your mouth, you looked over to Harry for approval one more time. “Go ahead petal, it's alright” 

And with that you connected your soft lips to his tip, sucking harshly and letting the precum coat your tongue. He groaned in satisfaction when you finally took him all the way into your mouth. You hollow your cheeks and swirled your tongue around his throbbing member, pausing only to catch a breath. 

You gagged slightly when you pushed him to the back of your throat, but you persisted, curling your toes to suppress your gag reflex as best you could. He moaned out praises and curses; you bobbing your head up and down his cock, and you could feel the veins that lined his shaft. Tears welled in your eyes and you gagged again, this time removing your mouth from him and wiping the saliva from your face. 

Instead of going back to work on Zayn’s prick, you looked up at him and batted your eyelashes, then turned to Harry in the corner. He was palming himself through his boxers, and you could tell by the tent in his pants that he was painfully aroused. You didn’t like ending a blowjob before the guy could finish, but you wanted Harry there.

He took the hint, standing up quickly with his hand still applying pressure to his crotch. Instead of coming straight to the bed, he opened the top drawer on his dresser, pulling out a small black bottle and handing it to Zayn, who immediately opened it and pumped the transparent lube into his hand. 

Harry made his way to the bed, easily lifting you onto his lap. He turned so his back was facing the headboard, allowing for him to lie down while you straddled his lap. 

You could feel the bed lower underneath the weight of Zayn as he climbed on the bed with the two of you. Harry gripped onto the back of your neck, pulling you down into a passionate kiss. He nibbled on the soft skin of your jaw, making his way down to your neck. Harry had always been a fan of hickeys, and you loved it too, so you knew that he was leaving his mark on you. 

Goosebumps erupted by your waist when you felt Zayn’s icy hand contact your side. While you busied yourself kissing along Harry’s collarbone, Zayn leaned to the side so he could see Harry. “Has she done this before?”

“A few times,” his words were cut off by his heavy breathing, “and she does the plugs too, but she’s always been a bit sensitive, right m’love?” 

You hummed against his neck, not wanting to remove your lips from him. “Lemme know when y’got her lubed up.” Zayn responded with a slurred yes, and the fingers that he had covered in lubricant met your puckered hole. You shuddered at the cold, breathing a sigh of relief when Zayn massaged it in with his warm fingers. 

Zayn announced he was finished, and Harry lifted your head to look into your eyes. “Y’ready lovie?” You nodded frantically, your aching core so desperate for friction that you were grinding softly on Harry’s lap. He counted down from three, and as soon as they pushed in, a sharp sting of pain rang through your backside. 

It was a strange feeling, the pleasure of Harry pushing into your sopping cunt mixed with the pain of Zayn pushing into your impossibly tight ring of muscles. You sucked in a harsh breath, and Harry could sense your slight discomfort, pulling your lips down to meet his. It took you a few minutes to relax, the new sensations causing your body to adjust slower than usual. 

When the pain was fully replaced with pleasure, you nodded at Harry. You bit your lip in anticipation, attempting to prepare your body for what was to come. Harry lifted his hand to give Zayn a thumbs up because Zayn couldn’t see your face. 

You lifted your hips up, leaving only the tip of Harry’s enormous cock inside of you. You could feel Zayn doing the same in your second hole, and your heart raced with excitement and arousal. You sat back down and Zayn slammed back into you simultaneously. All of your moans melded together in harmony while all three of you found a rhythm that benefitted all of you. Zayn’s hands ran up and down your sides as you gripped onto your boyfriend’s shoulder, gritting your teeth. Both of them were entering you at the same speed, and after only a few minutes your vision was going blurry.

“God Y/N, y’so fucking tight,” you heard Zayn huff out from behind you. You saw Harry smirk in front of you, his hands reaching down to play with your puffy nub. 

“H-harry..” you whined out. Normally you would be embarrassed that you had almost reached your climax already, but the feelings rolling through your body were so wonderful that you couldn’t care less. 

After one last lift of your hips, you were out of energy to continue riding Harry. He thrusted up into you only moments later, and it felt even better now that they were doing the work. 

“Can feel yeh’ squeezin’ me Y/N, y’close already?” You could only nod, your head too far up into the clouds to produce any sort of verbal response. “Go on love, y’deserve it.” 

Zayn slammed again into your ass while Harry continued to pound into your pussy while his finger rubbed circles on your bundle of nerves. Zayn’s hands had snuck around your body to play with your pebbled nipples, pulling at the sensitive spots. It only took one more thrust from each of them for you to come undone, and not even a minute later you could feel Zayn’s hot ropes of cum filling your tight hole. Harry didn’t let up though, ramming into you harder until he reached his orgasm, painting your soft walls white. Zayn pulled out first, and chills covered your body when he fully removed himself. You heard him shuffle behind you as he cleaned himself and you up, and you could feel his load leaking out of you. Harry pulled out of you as well, and a breathy sigh escaped your lips at the feeling of being fully empty again. You sat up along with Harry, watching Zayn turn towards the bathroom.

“S’okay Zayn, I can clean her up.” 

“Sounds good,” Zayn took an awkward pause. “This was fun, maybe we should do it again sometime.”

He slipped out the door as discreetly as he came in, and you were once again alone with your boyfriend. He had a dopey grin on his face when you looked at him. “What did yeh’ think?”

“I thought it was incredible, and I’m really glad we tried it out. What about you?” You realized you hadn’t really talked to him about how he felt about it, even though you know he was the one who brought it up.

“It was fun, but I don’t think m’a huge fan of sharin’ yeh.” 

You smiled at his adorable response and nuzzled your head into his chest, never wanting to leave his warmth.

[cassianstattoo]

HAPPY ACOSF RELEASE DAY!

(ACOSF SPOILERS AHEAD) ARE YOU EXCITED?

I personally am. It’s time for Nesta’s story (and not just hers) to be told. So, this leads to another thing I think (and hope) you’ve been waiting for.

LET’S EXPLAIN THE PLAYLIST! (Read every song’s meaning while or after reading the book) And thank you for all your love and support.

“Alone” by Melancholia: It describes the Cauldron scene at the beginning of the book. In this song you can feel the rage and how hard she’s struggling. This song is not about weakness. It’s about her strength.

“Impossible” by James Arthur: Chapter 1. Even if it’s not so clear in this chapter, I think this song represents how Cassian feels when Nesta’s around. He feels worthless and not so different from the other men she beds (as he thought in ACOFAS). He lost his hope of an happy future with the woman he loves and he feels like he’s breaking that last promise she made her. Everything just seems so impossible.

“Sister” by The Black Keys: Chapter 2. This just makes me think of Feyre and Nesta’s fight. It’s from Feyre’s pov.

“New House” by Toro y Moi: “I want a brand new house Something I can not buy, something I can afford I just want a long shower I been feeling so crowded” Chapter 3. It’s about Nesta settling down in the House of Wind. It’s not the place she feels she can call “home”. First of all, it’s not really hers. The last two sentences of this verse are about her breathing and trying to calm herself at the end of the chapter. She’s just tired.

“My Mother & I” by Lucy Dacus: Chapter 4. The whole song is about Nesta and the relationship with her mother when she was a child. I think there’s nothing else to say. Also, in the 1st Chapter it says that she’s born in spring, so the song talks about a girl who was born in May. It all fits.

“Teacher’s Pet” by Melanie Martinez”: “Teacher’s pet If I’m so special, why am I secret? Yeah, why the fuck is that? Do you regret The things we shared that I’ll never forget? Well, do you? Tell me that I know I’m young, but my mind is well beyond my years I knew this wouldn’t last, but fuck you, don’t you leave me here” Chapter 5 and 6. Nesta and Cassian’s first day of training together. She basically doesn’t want to act like she’s his pet and she’s got to do whatever he want just to respect her sister’s will.

“Dangerous Man” by Valley Of Wolves: “They say I’m a wanted man Holding line and break the fire I’m setting all the captives free But I’m hanging by a wire” Chapter 7. It’s about Eris and his double-cross. That’s how probably Cassian pictures Eris in his mind tbh.

“Control” by Halsey: Chapter 8. Nesta facing the stairs. It can be linked to other chapters too because if you take this song as a whole and not just a few verses, it really contains A LOT of things. For example, the line “The House was awake”. Also Chapter 9, when people start calling their children. You can find this moment in the song when it says “All the kids cried out ‘please stop, you’re scaring me”.

“Bookstore Girl” by Charlie Burg: Chapter 9. The bookstore girl is Gwyn and Nesta tries to know more about her.

“Wrong Direction” by Hailee Steinfeld: “I don’t hate you” Chapter 12. This song is about the chapter’s ending.

“You’ve Got a Friend In Me” by Cavetown: Chapter 13. Nesta and Gwyn’s interaction. Also, Nesta helping her.

“like that” by Bea Miller: Chapter 16. Nesta and Cassian’s tension is hilarious, but this song makes me thing about this scene so much.

“Queen” by Shawn Mendes: Chapter 17. Elain fighting with Nesta. This lyrics is so powerful. The first part is Elain talking to Nesta. The second part is Nesta talking to Elain.

“You’ll Follow Me Down” by Skunk Anansie: Chapter 17. Same scene. This is totally Nesta. She’s so scared of herself and of the world that surrounds her. She’s afraid to lose her sister in this world she still knows nothing about if not violence. She wants Elain by her side, even if it means dragging her down with her.

“Teeth” by 5 Seconds of Summer: Chapters 18/19. I like to call it “THE chapter”. Do you need me to explain why I chose this song? Um, I don’t think so. You know it.

“Only You” by Ellie Goulding: “Baby I’m on my knees” Chapter 22. He’s... returning the favor.

“Revolution” by Diplo, Faustix, Imanos, Kai: Chapter 24. Our girl Nesta knows what she’s doing. What she’s starting.

“Best Friend for Hire” by Anthony Amorim: Chapter 25. The whole song is about Nesta and Emerie’s interaction. Everytime I listen to it I can’t help but cry.

“Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue)” by Hozier: Chapter 26.  Nesta’s worried about Cassian and gives him relief.

“Rise Up” by Andra Day: Chapters 27/28. These three girls are going to rise up, bitches.

“Nina Cried Power” by Hozier, Mavie Staples: Chapter 29. This song is really powerful, just like Nesta. She always is, but in this chapter we learn HOW MUCH.

“Fix Me Now” by Garbage: “Bring me back to life (fix me now) Kiss me blind” Chapter 31. THAT scene. HE HEATED UP THE WHOLE ROOM Y’ALL. Cassian literally kissed her back to life.

“Ready or Not” by Fugees: Chapters 34/35/36. I can’t choose only one quote from this song. But can you hear its vibes? Nesta’s leading a dead army. This is THE power. 

“PILLOWTALK” by ZAYN: Chapter 37. *wink* This song says everything.

“Go Fuck Yourself” by Two Feet: Always chapter 37. I couldn’t choose just one song, you know. Also, lowkey Chapter 38.

“Never Again” by Breaking Benjamin: “Never again, never again Time will ot take the life from me” Chapter 38′s ending. All I can say is: NEVER AGAIN.

“Boy In The Bubble” by Alec Benjamin: Not linked to just one chapter. It makes me thing of Azriel a lot.

“Past Lives” by BØRNS: “I've got the strangest feeling This isn't our first time around Past lives couldn't ever come between us Some time the dreamers finally wake up Don't wake me I'm not dreaming“ Chapter 39. Gwyn and Azriel. Well, these lines are about them, but I think the rest of the song represents Elain and Azriel, too. I don’t know if you feel the same.

“Boulevard of Broken Dreams” by Green Day: THIS IS AZRIEL’S SONG. YOU CAN’T TELL ME OTHERWISE.

“Watch Me While I Bloom” by Hayley Williams: Chapter 41. Nesta teaching Cassian how to treat a woman. She’s got big dick energy ayeee

“R U Mine?” by Arctic Monkeys: Still chapter 41. Cassian taking control of the situation. This song just screams “dominant” lmao.

“Walls Could Talk” by Halsey: So Halsey once said “The House was awake” (Control). What if those Walls Could Talk? Like, poor thing. It could have a mental breakdown. This song is dedicated to the House of Wind ‘cause it needs respect. It’s alive. Just imagine how’d you feel watching non-stop those two fucking and fighting. Also Azriel, you’re loved.

“Despicable” by grandson: “If I were you I wouldn’t love me neither” Chapter 43. Tamlin deserves a song, too.

“Part Of Me” by Katy Perry: Chapters 45/46. It’s all SO chaotic. This song means a lot of things. They all lied to her, but this song is particularly about Nesta and Amren’s fight. In my opinion, she did the right think telling Feyre the truth ‘cause she deserved to know, but it just wasn’t the right time and space.

“Don’t Give Up On Me” by Andy Grammer: Chapter 47. Cassian’s going to take care of Nesta. She made a mistake but she knows here better than anyone. He won’t give up on her.

“There You Are” by ZAYN: Chapter 50. Cassian comforts Nesta when she finally explodes. He’s there for her with open arms.

“You Found Me” by The Fray: Still Chapter 50. This chapter was so hard to read and this is another song that can describe it best.

“Locked Out Of Heaven” by Bruno Mars: Chapter 51. Illyrian bat boys just love flat objects. I see.

“Thin White Lies” by 5 Seconds of Summer: Chapter 51. Yeah, still thinking about that desk.

“Chosen Family” by Rina Sawayama: Still Chapter 51. This song is wholly dedicated to Nesta’s new found family. Not only Gwyn and Emerie, but also Cassian.

“Library Magic” by The Head And The Heart: Chapter 52. Listen to this song and read the scene at the beginning of the chapter.

“Battle Cry” by Imagine Dragons: Chapter 54. I know it’s weird but I feel this song talks about Lanthys and Nesta’s fight.

“Hurt” by Christina Aguilera: Chapter 55. Nesta takes Cassian to the place she lived with her family in the mortal lands. It’s dirty and broken now but it’s still there. Nes talks about her father and realizes how much he’s done for her and her sisters.

“Story Of Another Us” by 5 Seconds of Summer: Chapter 56. I know this sounds like a sad song but to me it represents Gwyn’s present. The story of their past (of another “them”) and also their present.

“Drama Club” by Melanie Martinez: Chapter 57. Eris vibes, y’all. I know you can feel them. Everytime I listen to this song I can’t help but thinking of him. So the only thing I can tell you is: listen carefully.

“Genius” by Sia, Diplo, Labrinth: Chapter 57. Hear this song. It just makes me think of a ballroom where two people try to talk to other people and they’re avoiding to make eye contact. And they fail (yeah, those people are Cassian and Nesta btw)

“Therefore I Am” by Billie Eilish: Chapter 57. Still about Eris, but also Cassian. They can’t stand each other. So imagine the astronomical energy (inside of this bus lmfao) when Nesta comes in between.

“All About Us” by He Is We, Owl City: Chapter 57. Nessian dancing.

“Rock Bottom” by Hailee Steinfeld ft. DNCE: Chapter 58. This song is SO accurate. This is the moment I realized “That’s it. I think I can die happy now” and then I started crying. Nesta just thinking she’s not enough and she deserves to be with someone as ugly as she thinks she is. Cassian is like “shut the hell up, woman” and yeah. That’s the kind of energy and conversation I was waiting for.

“Stop Crying Your Heart Out” by Oasis: Chapter 58. Their life becomes brighter. They have to stop crying their heart out because of their fears and the emotions they keep trying to hide. They need to feel free and express all the love they can give to each other.

“Fade Into You” by Nashville Cast, Sam Palladio, Clare Bowen: Chapter 58. Finally the truth comes out and everything becomes real. Even if the song is pretty sad, the lyrics is just SO accurate and it describes the scene perfectly.

“I Miss You” by Adele: Chapter 59. Basically Nesta feeling needy ‘cause she doesn’t see Cassian for days, but it’s more than that. Pay attention to the depth of the song. It shakes you. And that’s what Nesta feels when she thinks of Nesta.

“Beautiful” by Christina Aguilera: Chapter 59/61. I want to dedicate it to my favorite girls in this book: Nesta, Emerie and Gwyn. They’ve been through a lot but they also learnt to face their fears. And they realized that unity is strength.

“Smile” by Uncle Kracker: Chapter 62. Cassian’s sooo happy to be with Nesta it breaks my heart. And his own too.

“Broken Pieces” by 5 Seconds of Summer: Chapter 62. Aaand here we go again. Cassian just wants Nesta to give him the chance to be happy with her.

“Carried Away” by H.E.R.: Chapter 62. Nesta thinks they got too carried away and now they’re at a point of no return. She opened herself to him too much. It’s not like she regrets this but she understands that now everything’s too real and changing. She doesn’t feel ready.

"What’s Up?” by 4 Non Blondes: Ending of Chapter 63. Okay, I’ll make you laugh but this is me after reading it. I needed to put a song about how I felt when I read this freaking ending, after all the devastation Chapter 62 brought into my heart. And the fact that Nesta’s 25 and the first line begins with “25 years”... I DIED. Also I think of her just screaming to the word “WHAT’S GOING ON?!”.

“Sisters Are Doin’ It For Themselves” by Eurythmics ft. Aretha Franklin: Chapters 64/65/66. DO I NEED TO DESCRIBE IT? NAH, I DON’T THINK SO. THESE GIRLS ARE POWERFUL, STRONG AND SMART AS HELL.

“Run The World (Girls)” by Beyoncé Chapters 67/68/69/70. The girls want to win and they’re going to conquer everything with no mercy.

“Puppets” by Depeche Mode: Chapter 71. Eris impotence t is heartbreaking.

“Warriors” by Imagine Dragons: This song is for every character. It’s about Nesta, Emerie and Gwyn, but also Cassian, Azriel and Eris. They’re fighting different battles and they’re doing it with every ounce of power they have.

“Emperor’s New Clothes” by Panic! At The Disco: Chapter 74. Nesta kicking Briallyn’s ass.

“Survivor” by Destiny’s Child: This song is dedicated to Emerie and Gwyn. They spent all their lives learning how to survive. At the end, they finally won.

“Set Fire to the Rain” by Adele: THE Nessian Anthem. I put this here ‘cause FINALLY they’re endgame. But something bad’s about to happen...

“Cancer” by My Chemical Romance: Chapter 76. This chapter’s been the hardest one to face. I had to put the book down for a minute and breathe. I know this song made you panic and ow you know why I chose it. I can’t stop crying thinking about Feyre in those conditions and all the IC and her sisters surrounding her. I’m still so heartbroken.

“You Saved Me” by Skunk Anansie: Chapter 77. Nesta cares about Feyre. She’s her little sister and she just can’t let her die like that. She gave her a happy ending even if Nes had to lose almost every ounce of power she had and learned to accept. But they’re worthless in comparison with her sisters life. She just loves them both. She’d do anything for them and this scene proves it.

“Lean on Me” by Bill Withers: This song is about friendship and sisterhood. Nesta’s relationship with Gwyn and Emerie, but also with Feyre and Elain (and lowkey Rhys). Also, I dedicate it to little Nyx, too. They all love you, babyboy, and would do anything for you. Welcome to this chaotic world, kid!

“Sorry” by Halsey: Chapter 78. These are not explicit apologies. Nesta doesn’t need to say “sorry” vocally. She already demonstrated it. Her actions speak louder than words and her sister know it. This song is not about a “romantic lover” but a “person who loves” and they all love too much and strongly.

“Amazing” by Aerosmith: WE FINALLY SEE THE LIGHT. This is the happy ending they deserve (but the cliffhanger is killing me tbh). It’s about everyone in this book. I put it in the playlist ‘cause at first I thought it could refer to Azriel and Cassian. But the more i listened to it, the more I realized it just describes every single character.

“The Reason” by Hoobastank↓

“this is me trying” by Taylor Swift: Both the songs refer to Chapter 80. Nesta visiting her father’s grave is one of the first steps to finally go on. The songs represent what she really wants to tell her father. He’s the reason to start over. And she’s trying. Even if she made mistakes she’s ready to fight for the happiness and love she denied herself years and now she knows she deserves it.

[jlf23tumble]

While we excitedly wait for some amazing new mom Harry fic would you maybe rec some of your favorites that are already out there?

Oh, man, I was born to answer this ask...actually, I've done it before AND I even made a "the signs as mpreg Harry fics" for @vibey-lesbian, but timeless masterposts about Harry Styles as a mom can always stand an update! I legit planned to do this earlier this morning, but work kicked my ass, and I am literally FINALLY free to do it, so let's all get inspired for @momrryfest2020, hmmmm???

I hemmed and hawed about how to sort all these because it can be a little overwhelming, so I think I'm gonna just do rough categories, under the cut!

Canon Canyon: Could it happen this way? You tell me, y/n!!

Little Wonder, @sweariwouldnt. I love that Kim from Modest is a tagged character in this, but all in all, this is sweet and fluffy and so cinematic, that scene with the pills! The abortion discussion!

The Sunshine Stays, quickedween/ @becomeawendybird. I don't know how to describe it, but this fic is a pretty and warm and cozy sweater.

Put It Into Words, orphan_account. Love me a good babymoon, and this features some body worship/praise plus canon a/b/o, which always makes me smile because yeah! Why not!

got a river for a soul, cabinbythesea. DIRTY TALKKKKKKKKKKKK.

Teddy Bear Princess series, noelle1224. I promise you, the entire series is worth a read, but pregnant princess is where shit kicks OFF.

Funkink! Most of these involve dirty talk, roleplay, and happiness

When the Wolves Come Out, @rosemarianthyme. I'm gonna put this down under breeding kink, and maybe that's a stretch because it's not the main focus, but for the love of god, read and enjoy!

Baby Tell Me, @star55. This author has written quite a few amazing parent fics recently, but this one is on the kink side, girl direction, the entire SERIES, geddit!

slow and steady, @cabinbythesea. MORE DIRTY TALK, we love to see it!

I Just Wanna Taste It, @homosociallyyours. I feel like this is 10000000% canon, and I love the entire concept because on one hand, the WS video is all WaTeRmElOn Is PuSsY, but on the other, prego belly vibe, god, the mind of Harry Styles, the levels, the fine lines, if you will.

I May Be Crazy, Don't Mind Me (Say, Boy, Let's Not Talk Too Much), @shapeoflou. This feels so canon, yet it is not: basically, Harry working some pregnancy kink talk into the mix.

Angskink! Most of these involve dirty talk, roleplay, and sadness

Fertile Ground, Blake/ @newleafover. THIS STORY, MY GODDDDD, it's perfection, it's short, it's one of my all-time faves in terms of the emotion and ground covered, just masterfully done, I love that I can reach out and chat with the author about garlic (among other things), like, constantly, do yourself a favor and read every fic they’ve ever written, you won’t regret!

I Want Your Belly, @sulkingroom. Both Melissa and @vondrostes have written some INCREDIBLE Harry/other pregnancy kink fics lately (Terran's zayn/xander/harry, help), but Jesus, this one! Yeah! Adam out there, making dreams come true!

violence of my own touch, 14hrflight/ @silverfoxlouis. Honestly? Anything Chi has written for these two is a must read, but the overall ANGST in this fic, ouchhhhhh.

i cannot reach your heart, HappyPrincess/ @pattern-pals. This fic is a heart-clencher, the dirty talk, the aftermath, and it’s the second part in a series, but the whole thing is worth the read and the tears on two levels.

AUs that feel like real-life AUs, pure romcom vibes only

Answer All Your Wishes, @sadaveniren. I don't know the U this is based on (Tom Fletcher/Giovanna Fletcher, blogging????), but if you want to see pinterest Harry living his best WAG life, here you go!

Falling for me won't be a mistake, @rearviewdreamer. Workaholic doctor Harry Styles let's it all hang loose on vacation, oopsie baby!

You look so beautiful in this light, @hopelesswriter. One of the very few fics that uses mommy as a kink name instead of daddy, and I sure hope there's more to come!

i'll make this feel like home, @zouisclimax. I love that this list features not one (1) but two (2) amazing fics where Harry carries another man’s baby, yet it all works out.

hard to confess, by @hereforlou. THIS FIC, mannnnnnnn, it makes you want to slap some people back into reality, but the way it all unfolds, the dramatic bathtub scene, yeah.

Roses in Bloom series, mybeanieandme and radadusta. Honestly, this is like watching a movie that already exists, and credit to the authors because it feels like it's an AU based on a U, yet I don't think it exists? Is Stevie Nicks at that baby shower? I still need to revisit, but i don't think so, boo.

taste on my tongue (just can't get enough of you), messyjessy08. Yes, I would seriously watch the hallmark/lifetime/logo wherever it ends up movie of new mother omega harry squirting milk in a sexy way.

Time to move on to individual author territory!

ballsdeepinjesus bb: one of my fave authors in this fandom, period, and they produced not one (1) but two (2) related-ish masterpieces

oh baby baby, the reason i breathe is you. God, even just reading the tags makes me smile, Harry and his life plans and how it all works out in a 9k fic, be still my heart.

deep in my heart i know there's only you. The tag about competitive parenting classes? Just know I pictured it during that SNL skit.

Supernope City: another fave author, someone who just knocked it out of the park in this genre, too

Can't Hide It, You Might As Well Embrace It. There are only two (2) Harry Potter AUs that I will read, and this one is one of them!!

Needing You More and More, Let's Give Love a Try. The other fic on this list with the specific trope of "Harry's pregnant with another man's baby, but it doesn't even matter".

Jaerie Junction: I can't even begin to tell you how much I love the way Jaerie gets into pregnancy kink at a level that speaks to my soul, here are JUST A FEW gems!

Next Exit. Gimme that sweet, sweet gotta-pee desperation.

never boring. Lactation kink at a Christmas party? How is this perfection only 2k??

I'm not that other guy. Lactation kink at work?? How is this perfection only 3.6k??

freaks from the internet. GOD, THIS SERIES RUINED ME, SO GOOD (basically, omega Harry has a breast-milk-selling side hustle, and his ex is...intrigued)

I Think You're Already Home. This one was a WIP that I would drop everything to absorb: famous agoraphobic alpha Louis Tomlinson secluded in his home, hiring omega Harry Styles to birth his child? OKAY!

to change how you see and what you believe. The dirty talk! THE ROLEPLAY!! AND THEN IT HAPPENS!!! Plus yoga.

Finally, some epic tales that just ended or are still in progress:

Say Something, @kingsofeverything. LISTEN, I have been this fic's fan since it was a random idea on Lauren's blog, bring on the timestamps! Basic idea is 50YO divorced omega Harry, with three grown daughters, meets 28YO alpha Louis through a heat-help service, and oopsie baby!

little bitty rattle (and all our dreams are comin' true), @itsmiz. The long-prayed-for (by me) sequel to the Sometimes Green and Sometimes Blue universe, pregnant omega Harry (and all kinds of related insecurities)

[letsyesnomaybe]

Never Gonna Wanna Let Me Go | Part 4

Zayn Malik is one of the highest paid escorts in London. He’s good at his job, he knows this. But it’s not his chosen field, it’s easy money so he can have a chance to pursue his chosen field without becoming homeless. His employer Caroline has many rules to keep him safe but Zayn only has one‘Don’t Get Attached’. Of course, there was always going to be one, the guy who would come in to the picture and make Zayn’s easy job almost impossible.

Liam Payne. Twenty Six. Made his money by inheriting his father’s music business after he passed away. Quite well known so expect publicity. Wants a pretty face on his arm to cover the events he has to attend while in town on business. Make sure he knows if he wants extra he has to pay. You’ve got your usual expenses on your card, don’t go overboard like last time. I mean it, Malik! Your share for the weekend will go in your account on Monday when you’ve done your job.

Love you babes, stay safe, C x

Part 1, 2 & 3  (also on ao3) 

The suns barely rising on the next day when Zayn wakes up. He doesn’t know why he’s awake because he usually sleeps until the sun’s either disappeared again or at least made it’s appearance for a while. 

“Morning.” Liam grumbles when Zayn blinks open his eyes. 

Their faces are so close together that Zayn feels like he’s going cross eyed trying to look in Liam’s. 

“Morning.” He echoes and grins when he moves and Liam’s morning wood rubs against his thigh. 

“I’m far too tired to do anything about it.” Liam decides. 

“I could do something about it?” Zayn suggest, letting his hand move from where it’s curled up to Liam’s chest to beneath the covers. 

He barely gets a hand around him before Liam moves, jolting forward to capture Zayn’s lips in the first kiss of the morning. 

“Are you clean?” Liam asks after the kiss had got sloppy and they were both grinding against each other to get some kind of friction. 

“I get tested before every client.” Zayn answers. 

“I got tested last month,” Liam tells him. “Do you trust me?” 

“I--” He pauses because he knows it’s one of Lin’s biggest rules ‘Always use protection’ she’d even underlined it three times and almost broke the pen when she’d added the full stop. “Yeah, yeah I do.” 

Liam smiles and leans back to kiss him again and he slides his hand down the length of Zayn’s body before push him to roll over. 

The prep is slow and drawn out like Liam’s loving the way it makes Zayn squirm with want. When they finally fuck, it’s at the same pace. It’s morning sex that Zayn’s never experienced because he’s never been with someone who was soft with him (almost loving) and knows exactly what he wants.

It’s not until he’s in the bath and admiring Liam singing to himself while he’s showering that he realises how completely fucked he is. He runs the pad of his fingers across his smiling lips, only to have them widen. He takes them back and sinks under the water, thinking if he drowns himself then he won’t have to deal with the inevitable heartache that will come when he parts from Liam tomorrow. 

“Zayn?” Liam calls, voice muffled by the water. 

Zayn sits up quickly, coughing on the water that travels up his nose and attempting to wipe the bubbles off his face. 

“Everything okay?” Liam asks as he sits on the edge of the bath. 

“Washing my hair.” Zayn lies. 

Liam nods, even though his face shows he clearly sees straight through Zayn’s lie. 

“So, what have we got planned for today?” Zayn asks. 

“I’ve got meetings until the afternoon,” Liam replies and reaches out to wipe a bubble from Zayn’s eyebrow. “The car will take you wherever you want to go but come back by at least one.” 

“That’s six hours.” Zayn points out because . “What did you wake me up for I could have slept until then?” 

“I think you’ll find you woke me up.” Liam defends with a lovely grin. 

“I could offer an alternative to those meetings?” Zayn suggest, fiddling with the knot in Liam’s towel. 

“As lovely as that offer is,” Liam says and the way he looks at Zayn makes him shiver. “And it is a lovely offer. I really can’t miss these meetings.” 

“I’m too knackered to do anything.” Zayn complains. 

“Then go back to bed.” Liam says amused. 

“I can’t,” Zayn huffs. “You’ve woken me up now.” 

“You’ve very dramatic this morning.” Liam observes and runs his fingers through Zayn’s wet hair. 

“We were up earlier than the sun,” Zayn points out. “It’s okay to be dramatic before the sun has woken up.” 

“I didn’t know that was the rule.” Liam admits. 

“Well now you do,” Zayn tells him. “It should be illegal to get up before the sun, Liam. It’s the whole reason it exists.” 

Liam smiles and shakes his head like Zayn’s the most absurd person he’s ever met before getting up from the bath and leaving the room. 

Zayn soaks in the bath a little longer and when he finally gets out, it’s to find that Liam’s already dressed ready for work. 

“What you doing?” He asks when his eyes catch Zayn leaning on the bathroom door. 

“Admiring the view.” Zayn says and lets the ‘while I still can’ echo in his mind. 

“Isn’t that supposed to be my line?” Liam replies as he comes over to where Zayn is stood, holding out his phone. “Put your number in?” 

Zayn takes the phone and puts in his number without asking why. Another one of Caroline’s rules broken, as easy as that. 

“Now if you’re not here when I get back I won’t have to interrogate my driver to find out where you are.” Liam explains as Zayn hands him back the phone. 

“Or you think I’ll send you dirty pictures while you’re in meetings.” Zayn jokes. 

“A man can only hope.” Liam replies with a cheeky smile. 

Zayn brushes past him to get to where his suitcase is laid out, simply to stop himself from pinching Liam’s cheek. 

“Where are you gonna go?” Liam asks as he picks up his watch to put on his wrist. 

“Probably go and bug Harry at work.” Zayn replies noncommittal as he rummages through his suitcase for clean underwear. 

“I’ll try not to be long, okay?” He offers as he comes over to where Zayn is now attempting to wriggle in to a pair of fresh boxers. 

“Be as long as you want,” Zayn tells him. “I get the leftover muffins if I stay at the cafe until after the lunch break.” 

“I won’t be that long.” Liam promises and leans in to brush his lips over Zayn’s cheek. 

It’s not for show because they’re the only people in the room. It’s not natural either because Liam freezes where he’s about to pull away, when Zayn doesn’t say anything. 

“Yeah, um, I’ll see you later.” Zayn offers dumbly. 

Liam hums and finally moves away from him to pick up his wallet and phone from the bed side table. 

“I’ll see you in a few hours, Zayn.” Liam says as he heads for the door. 

“I’ll be here waiting for you, Liam.” Zayn replies as he had that first morning. 

Liam doesn’t freeze up this time, instead he shoots Zayn a wink before disappearing out of the room. 

Zayn falls on to the bed and screams in to the mattress, wondering what hell kind of mess he’s got himself in to. 

***

‘This meeting is sooo boring that someone actually fell asleep lol x’ 

Zayn snorts at the photo of a man who’s clearly sat opposite Liam in some kind of board meeting and is fast asleep, his head resting down on his chest and eyes closed. 

“Are you sexting?” Emily asks, attempting to look at Zayn’s phone over his shoulder. 

There’s a mixture of weird and wonderful people who work at the cafe with Harry. But Emily has to be one of Zayn’s favourite. The best way to explain her is as a cat in human form. She’s sarcastic, hates most people but adores the ones she likes and can disappear for days at a time without a word. She’s also got the worlds best hair, it’s dark purple on top and the shaved sides are dyed green. 

“Is it a new part of the service?” Emily pushes, dodging back and forth as Zayn attempts to hide his phone from her. “You sext them to make sure they get their moneys worth even when they’re not with you.” 

“You’re a foul human being.” Jodie says from where she’s cleaning the cutlery from the breakfast run. She’s their little book worm, from her dark brown hair (that’s always tied back in a plait) to her thick framed glasses. 

“It could be true for all you know,” Emily argues. “Then Zayn’s the foul one.” 

Zayn tugs his arm back when Emily goes for the phone and promptly knocks the tub full of sugars off the counter he’s sat on. 

“What’s going on?” Harry demands, poking his head in from the back. 

“Zayn’s bored so he made a mess.” Emily tattles. 

“You can’t stay if you’re gonna be trouble, Z.” Harry says with a stressed sigh. 

“Sorry, man.” Zayn apologises as he picks up the sugars. 

Emily’s grinning when he stretches back up to put the pot back on the counter. 

“Bitch.” Zayn hisses at her. 

“Woof.” Emily replies with her wicked grin not moving. 

Zayn’s about to say something else but his phone buzzes in his hand so he backs away from the counter and drops in to the closest booth instead. 

‘What are you doinnn? x’

Zayn knows he’s supposed to text some bullshit like ‘Thinking of you’ or ‘Missing you’. Caroline once attempted for them to have a call service and he’d actually been pretty good. But he knows he’s only got one more day with Liam and he’s going to indulge a little. Even if it means he doesn’t get paid by Monday, it would be worth it. 

‘Bugging the people that work with H but it’s gettin kind of boring. Probs gonna join that bloke in the lad of nod if I stay here any longer x’ 

He only manages to lift his eyes up from the phone and see tower of sugars that Emily was now building, promptly fall, before the phone buzzes in his hand again. 

‘What else could you do to entertain yourself? x’  

Zayn grins as he texts back. ‘You x’ 

“I know that smile.” Harry says and Zayn hadn’t even realised he was back in the room. 

Zayn looks up to see him now stood next to Emily, with a frown creating wrinkles in his forehead. 

“You’re really a man who should smile,” Emily decides as she brushes her thumb across Harry’s forehead. “These age you a ton.” 

“You say the nicest things.” Harry scoffs while keeping his eyes trained on his best friend. “Are you smiling like that because of Liam?” 

“I’m not smiling like anything.” Zayn says as his phone buzzes in his hand and he has to bite down on his lip. 

‘I’ve got one more meeting but hopeee this keeps u goin xxx’

There’s a picture attached that Liam had clearly taken in a bathroom. He’s stood in front of a mirror, with the hand not holding the phone is pulling up his shirt while his dick hangs limp from where his trousers are unzipped like he’d moved away from the urinals in order to take the photo. 

“Fuck.” Zee complains out loud. 

This time Emily doesn’t give him chance, she snatches the phone from his hand before he can react. 

“Oh my.” She says followed by a squeal. “That’s quite a man, Malik.” 

“Give me my phone back.” Zee demands. 

Emily doesn’t, she hands the phone straight to Harry who looks down at it and then to Zayn with wide eyes. 

“It’s my job!” Zee defends. 

Harry stares at him for a really long time but eventually hands the phone back over with a shrug. 

“I’m just doing my job.” Zayn says again, as he looks back down at the phone. 

‘Sorry if that was too much...’ Liam had text back, obviously worrying when Zayn hadn’t sent the quick reply to his picture like he had been to his text for the rest of the day. 

“You dickhead,” Zayn scolds. “You proper fucked it.” 

“Don’t blame her,” Harry snaps back. “You’re the one breaking the rules, Z. What would Caroline say.” 

“She’d say I’m really fucking good at my job.” Zayn tells him and gets up from the booth. “Excuse me.” 

“The mirror on the right at the back is best for photos like that!” Emily shouts after him and then giggles manically when she throws him the finger. 

Zayn walks in to the gents bathroom and heads towards the mirror because Emily is a bitch but she does make good suggestions sometimes but before he even has chance to get himself situated for a photo, his phone blows up with Liam’s name. 

“Hey,” He answers quickly. “I was about to return the favour.” 

“W-what?” Liam asks confused. “I thought you were done with me, I thought I’d taken it to far--” 

“Liam, calm down.” Zayn soothes. “I was sat the middle of a bakery with Harry’s very intrusive staff, I needed a good excuse to get away and I needed to get away after that photo, fuck. How can you be that hot?” 

Liam lets out a long stressed breath. 

“I was honestly about to return the favour.” Zee assures him. 

“Where are you?” Liam asks him. 

“In the bathroom at H’s bakery,” Zee answers. “Why? Are you back?” 

“No,” Liam replies. “I’ll be another hour yet but I thought, uh, I’ve got like a fifteen minute break.” 

“Okay..” Zayn starts quietly. 

“Get in one of the stalls, yeah?” Liam suggests. “Warm yourself up, I’ll call you back  when I’ve found somewhere to go.” 

“Okay.” Zee agrees slowly because the thought of what they’re about to do turns him on, let alone the act itself. 

Liam’s mouth is absolutely filthy, is what he finds out five minutes later when he manages to make Zayn come using only words. 

“Still got ten minutes to spare,” Zayn pants, as he attempts to come down from his high. “Could do that twice more, if you like.” 

Liam lets out a lovely laugh. “If you can get some of those muffins, I’ll meet you back at the hotel for six.” 

“Sure.” Zayn agrees easily. 

“Goodbye, Zayn.” Liam says. 

“Yeah, bye.” Zayn replies and hangs up the phone. 

It takes him a few minutes to get his thoughts straight and then clean up the mess he’d made before finally returning to 

***

Harry hadn’t pushed him when he’d left the bakery just before closing, he’d handed over a bag full of fresh muffins, told him to be careful and sent him on his way. 

The girl on reception gives him curious eyes as he swings the bag back and forth as he waits in front of the lifts but he doesn’t care, he feels happy, for the first time in a long time and even though he knows he’s not following his best friends orders (or his bosses) he’s going to indulge himself for as long as he can. 

Liam’s not there when he gets in the hotel room so he puts the muffins in the fridge keep them fresh and moves towards the bathroom to also freshen himself up. 

It’s a little more than an hour for Liam to walk through the hotel room door and he looks very upset as he greets Zayn in the living area of the suite. 

“I need a cigarette.” He states simply and heads to the balcony. 

Zayn hovers because he couldn’t quite read from that one sentence if Liam wanted him to follow or not. 

Liam returns to the room, only a few minutes later, a strong smell of smoke following him in. 

“What do we have to do tonight?” Zayn wonders as he sits on the edge of the couch. 

Liam undoes the top few buttons on his shirt and starts on undoing the ones on his wrists before speaking. “What do you want to do tonight?” 

“I think you forgot you’re paying me, babe.” Zayn reminds him. 

“I am,” Liam agrees. “Do you smoke anything stronger than nicotine?” 

“I don’t usually on a job,” Zayn admits. “Not exactly a professional thing to do, can’t, like, it’ll halt the performance, if you know what I mean.” 

Liam barks a laugh and it brings a smile to Zayn’s lips because he’d looked so upset since the moment he’d entered the room and it made him feel a little proud that he could be the one to bring the younger lad back to himself, after what looked like to be a horrible day. 

“We could fuck first?” Zayn suggests. “Then smoke?” 

“That’s an amazing suggestion.” Liam agrees. 

Before Zayn can open his mouth to ask when they should get started, the younger lad stalks across the room to attach their lips. 

It’s an hour of fucking and cleaning off the aftermath before they find themselves on the balcony with Liam sat on the balcony wall (much to Zayn’s dismay) while Zayn sits on a chair opposite, his feet kicked up to rest beside Liam, as a tin of Liam’s ‘not nicotine’ sits in his lap. 

“Can I ask you something?” Liam asks, tracing the nail of his finger down Zayn’s calf, making him shiver. 

Zayn pauses where he’s focused on not overloading the spliff. “Same rules as before.” 

Liam nods in agreement. 

“Shoot.” Zayn tells him and returns his focus to making the spliff, in case it’s something he can’t handle. 

“If you had a way out of this,” Liam starts and he waits and Zayn know he’s not going to finish until he looks at him. 

He’s been here before. He’s acted too hard and had guys fall in love with him overnight. These guys are rich, willing to offer him the world and in return he wouldn’t have to do much, other than continue the act for the rest of his life. Which Zayn sometimes thinks is an easy price to pay for a comfortable life. But there’s something that always stops him, a part of his conscious that won’t let him agree. 

Zayn finally looks up at Liam and offers him an assured smile. 

“You wouldn’t take it,” Liam answers himself. “I could offer you all the money in the world and you wouldn’t take it.” 

Zayn shrugs and returns his attention to the task at hand. “I make my own way in this world, it’s unconventional, sure, but it’s mine.” 

“What would you do?” Liam asks, fingers now wrapped tightly around Zayn’s ankle. “If you won the lottery tomorrow, what would you do?” 

“Buy my mum and my sisters a house,” Zayn decides, without having to really think about it. “Get them off that shitty estate and to a nice area, give my little sister Safaa a better upbringing than I ever could have dreamed of.” 

Liam nods in understanding. “What about for yourself?” 

“Might buy a studio,” Zayn says with a shrug as he licks the end of the paper to seal it shut. “I wouldn’t need to sell my art if I was rich so would probably paint what I want, without worrying what other people think.” 

“Not caring what other people think, sounds good.” Liam decides 

Zayn hums and puts the spliff between his lips before lighting it. 

“What happens tomorrow?” Liam asks, as he watches him take the first drag. 

Zayn takes another two drags before holding the joint out to the younger lad. 

“I’m supposed to get on a plane to LA and forget about you?” Liam guesses, as he brings the join to his own lips. 

“You don’t have to forget about me,” Zayn assures him. “I’m still going to exist in the world.” 

“But after tomorrow, I won’t be paying you anymore so I won’t be able to see you anymore.” Liam points out. 

Zayn takes the joint back from him when he offers it and brings it to his lips without answering because he doesn’t know what to say, the thought of going back to his tiny flat with Harry tomorrow and never seeing this beautiful boy’s face again, makes his chest hurt. But admitting that would be breaking the only rule he holds for himself when it comes to this job and he can’t bring himself to do it. 

“If I cancel my flight tomorrow,” Liam starts, after they’d let a silence hang in the air for a few minutes. “Could I see you again?” 

“Without the contract?” Zayn asks. 

Liam nods his head, looking hopeful. 

“What we do?” Zayn wonders. 

“We could stay here?” Liam suggests. “Or we could go somewhere, I could take you somewhere, let me take you somewhere.” 

Zayn takes a few more drags before holding the joint out. “Where?” 

“My dad has a cabin in Scotland,” Liam tells him, ignoring the joint completely now. “Let’s go there?” 

“For how long?” Zayn asks, bringing the joint back to his lips. 

“However long we can.” Liam states. 

Zayn would like to blame the small weed he’d put in to his system for how easy it is for him to say ‘yes’ but he knows he would be lying because as he stares at those innocent brown eyes he convinces himself they could make this work, he convinces himself that there is a chance Liam had managed to return his feelings in three short days, he convinces himself that this won’t end how he and Louis had with pain and sorrow for him and seemingly the fairy-tale ending for the other party involved. 

When he says ‘yes’ he breaks the final rule and with that broken, there’s no turning back, even if he wanted to. 

[fuckyeah5sostakemehome]

Duck Duck Goose- Lashton

Paring: Ashton and Luke

Tooth rotting Fluff, Hard G- mentions of sex, not edited, first fic posted on here

Let me know what you think. Enjoy some fluffy Lashton as kids

Luke was four years old and was way too excited to play with the older kids. He was trying to contain it as much as possible because the big kids invited him to play duck duck goose. His favorite game of course. He was mostly excited because Ashton, who is almost seven, asked him to join. No one ever joined this big kid group. Therefore, his younger friends envied Luke. Well Luke also had an `in` with this group. Ashton was Luke’s neighbor and secret best friend. Ashton normally could not be seen with Luke because he was younger but needed a boy to play with because his sister was just born, so Luke became Ashton best secret friend. Luke was surprised when Ashton asked him over to play duckduckgoose but so overjoyed. He did not spill the secret of him and Ashton being friends. Luke acted tough to appear as if he was a big kid. Ashton was grateful of course.

The other big kids (6-7 yrs. old), aka Mikey, Calum, Zayn, Niall, Liam, Harry, Andrew, and John all complained about letting a younger kid play with them but Ashton told them to shut up because he was the leader. Luke was so small compared to the rest of the big kids but Ashton knew he could run fast. As they sat in the circle, Ashton was trying to decide who would start this game. Luke sat next to Ashton because it was the only spot open and he was somewhat scared of the bigger but knew Ash would protect him.

Ashton snapped to gain the boys’ attention and said, “Okay guys I am choosing Mikey to start off the game.”

Mikey rolled his eyes, stood up, and started saying, “Duck duck duck.”

He was tapping everyone’s head, and tapped Luke’s head little too hard for the four-year old.

Luke shook it out, still happy to be there and Ash glared at Mikey as he yelled “Goose!” while tapping Zayns head.

Zayn jumped up and started after a screeching Mikey. After a few rounds no one had picked Luke but he did not care he was happy to be in the big kids presence. It was Liam’s turn and he lightly tapped on Luke s head saying, “Goose.”

Luke did not register that he was chosen. Ashton nudged Luke’s arm and smiled, “Love it’s your turn.”

Luke smiled back, stood up, and started running after Liam. Half way around the circle Andrew stuck his foot out and tripped Luke. Liam did not plan for that to happen and he stopped quickly looking shocked. Ashton yelled, “What the hell Andrew!” as he ran over to Luke who had hit the ground hard and skinned his knee.

Ashton kneeled next to Luke and asked, “Are you okay Lukey?”

Luke nodded trying not to let the tears spill over. He did not want to be seen as a baby in front of the big kids.

“They are butt heads…let’s get you home to clean your knee.* Luke giggled because Ash said a bad word. Ashton smiled and helped Luke up so they could go home.

Once a distance away from the older kids, Luke stuttered, “T-thanks Ashton.”

“For what?”

“Let-ting m-me play to-day.”

“Oh Luke. That is what best friends are for.”

“Secret best friends?” Luke looked up hopeful. He did not know if Ash would be mad at him for being tripped, even though it was not his fault.

“No Luke …”

Luke looked sad as if he could cry again.

“We are real best friends…it’s a good thing Luke.”

Luke’s smile perked right back up…the one Ashton loved, dimples and all.

They walked into Luke s house, and Liz said, “Hi boys…oh god! Luke are you okay baby?” she noticed Luke s dirty shirt and scraped knee.

“Y-yea. Ashy hel-ped me,” Luke smiled up at Ashton.

Ashton heart melted at the four year old.

“And Miss Liz, I was gonna clean up the scrape so he can be clean for dinner.” Ashton said politely, smiling.

“Okay boys. Hurry up dinner will be ready soon, and Ashton you can stay for dinner.”

“Thank you. Come on Lukey.” Ashton grabbing Luke s hand taking him to the bathroom.

Ashton sat Luke on the toilet seat and poured peroxide on the scrape.

“Ow! Ow!” Luke yelped, squirming a bit.

“Shhh,” Ashton kissed Luke’s cheek. “It’s ok love. Let’s get you a Power Rangers Band-Aid yeah?”

Luke nodded. Ashton found the blue ranger Band-Aid to match Luke s adorable blue eyes.

“All done. Let’s go eat. I’m starving,” Ashton rubbed his stomach and then tickled Luke’s tummy and said, “Bet you’re hungry too.”

Luke giggled, “Aaaasshhhy stooooppp iiittt.” Ashton laughed too.

They walked into the kitchen where Liz was setting down the boys plates on the table.

“Oh Ashton your mom called, and said she’s gonna be home late so you can sleep over tonight.”

“You know what this means Luke?”

Luke shook his head no looking up with a mouth full of food.

“We get to have a sleepover Lukey… means we can stay up late, and watch movies in our pajamas and eat chocolate.”

“Oooh I like chocolate.” Luke bounced up and down his chair. It was now Ashton turn to giggle.

“Only two pieces of chocolate. You boys still need to go to sleep,” Liz said.

“Ah man.” Luke sounded bummed.

“Lu I’ll let you pick the movie.”

“Wooo-hoo.”

They finished their dinner and quickly dressed in their jammies and settled into Luke’s bed and started watching Lion King. Luke snuggled into Ashton chest half way through the movie and said, “I’m slee-py.”

“You can go to sleep Lukey-boy.” Ashton looked down at Luke yawning.

“I love you Ashy…night night.” Luke whispered. Ashton melted again.

“Love you too Luke,” Ashton kissed the top of Luke’s head and closed his eyes as well, leaving the movie play on.

“So Lauren, that’s when I knew I loved your brother,” Luke explained. Lauren wanted a true romance bedtime story since she was visiting her brother in LA.

“Oh my goodness that is soooo cute. Please tell me more stories.” Lauren squealed.

“No more embarrassing Ashton stories. It’s time for bed young lady.” Ashton interrupted story time.

“Mood killer, dad.” Lauren joked as she went to brush her teeth.

Luke laughed, “She is just like you.”

“Great.” Ashton rolled his eyes, laughing.

Ashton and Luke trotted off to bed themselves.

Once settled in bed Ash asked, “Is that really when you fell in love with me?”

“At four you don’t know what love is but I knew I never wanted to be with anybody else.”

“Luke, do you want to know when I fell in love with you?” Ashton cheeky smile appeared.

“When?” Luke responded looking up at his lover.

“When I was seventeen and it was the first time you deep throated me.” Ashton replied giggling.

“Fuck off.” Luke playfully smacked Ashtons arm. “I can’t believe you still remember that.”

“Luke I remember everything you do to me… from the first feeling of butterflies in my stomach you gave me when I was six. The time you kissed me when I scored a goal in my soccer game, to when we started exploring each other’s bodies. Oh yeah the time we had amazing phone sex while you were on vacation with your family…I came so hard.”

Ashton giggled letting Luke relive the memory before starting again, “I remember the first I love you’s as boyfriends and when I was so nervous and asked you to be my boyfriend. When we first got Petunia and we stayed up for days just looking at her because she was snoring so loud. I want you to know I love your laugh, your bum, your eyes, and your sass, pretty much everything about you. I think it’s about time I do this…” Ashton trailed off, sliding out of bed. He walked over to his dresser where he grabbed a little black box.

Luke was confused and sat up in bed. Ashton got down on one knee, and started, “Luke Robert Hemmings, you mean so much to me and I didn’t have a clue when I was gonna do this but tonight seemed so fitting. When I heard you telling Lauren that you loved me at four, I knew this was the right moment. I have loved you since we were secret best friends and Luke will you do me the honors of marrying me?”

Luke had his hands over his mouth completely shocked, “Oh my god! Yes Ashy. Yes! Yes!”

Ashton stood up and Luke jumped into his arms. After Luke calmed down Ashton put the ring on Luke’s finger. Tears flowed as Luke continued looking at his left hand in wonderment.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[florenc-ia]

These are my last reads, took me some time but oh well. Enjoy

Give Me Truths 110k

Louis is a psychology student with a tattoo count as high as his genius IQ. Harry is in a (sort-of) relationship with a homophobic man and hates himself a little more every day. Things fall apart and Louis puts him back together.

Or, the one in which Louis falls in love with a fragile boy and tells him every beautiful truth in the world, as long as it makes him happy.

chances under the purple sunrise 28k

“You’ve been taking my shoes?” Louis asked, scoffing. “I paid a lot for them!”

“How unfortunate for you.” Harry smiled bitterly. He peeked over Louis, eyeing the hook that still had the worm.

The red box was open right next to him. Harry saw that inside, it had a couple of transparent containers that were filled with worms, too. He eyed Louis skeptically before nodding. “Right. I’ll give you your, er…. little boats back if you let me have the tub of worms.”

A groan crawled out from Louis, his head falling back and his eyes landing up at the clear sky. “I need those.”

“They’re food for myself and others, not to be used as bait.”

*

Or the one where Harry is a merman, prince of the Atlantic Ocean, whose curiosity and healthy envy takes over him and he steals Louis' shoes every time he fishes.

Absolutely amazing it’s so beautiful and cute I loooooved it

Oh Glory 21k

Tomlinson looks Liam over, tilting his head. “Are you a swimmer as well?”

“Yeah,” Liam says, a little cautiously. Harry wonders if it’s Tomlinson’s fame or the unimpressed eyebrow that’s making Liam wary. “Distance, I’m doing the 1500m. Harry here’s a sprinter.”

“Ah,” says Tomlinson, turning his glinting eyes back to Harry. “So you’re not an endurance man.” A beat passes, and his grin grows, wide and filthy. "Shame."

Harry Styles is Team Great Britain's newest swimmer, and has spent his whole life training for this moment, a chance at the gold medal in the Rio 2016 Olympics. All his training, hard work, and dedication to no distractions is tested when he's assigned to the same Rio apartment as Louis Tomlinson, British gymnast and Harry's childhood crush.

Torn On The Platform 27k

AU where harry and louis are strangers but they always get the same train to work in the morning and one day harry falls asleep on louis’ shoulder. louis wants to be annoyed because harry just broke a least seven rules of tube conduct but he looks so soft and peaceful that he just lets him sleep and wakes him ever so carefully when it’s his stop. it happens again and again until it becomes a regular thing where louis will let harry snooze and then gently nudge him awake, hand him the cup of coffee he took from him so it wouldn’t slip and spill everywhere and send him off with a “have fun at work, love” and after the tenth time harry isn’t even embarrassed anymore.

In a sky full of stars, be my Northern lights 13k

It's one of those nights there's nothing on the telly that Louis absently scrolls through Tinder. After swiping left on a bunch of profiles he comes face to face with a picture that stops him in his tracks. The picture is..almost sweet. It’s a boy with brown curly hair, wearing a very low cut yellow blouse, paired with a black jacket. He’s got a smile on his face and his tongue sticking out, but it’s not in any way lewd or suggestive. He just looks like he’s having a good time, and something about the innocence of it has him swiping right rather than left.

He’s barely checked the other pictures on the boy's profile before Tinder confirms that he’s got a match. The shots are so different from the pictures Louis is used to on Tinder - half naked boys who are smoldering at the camera - that he can’t help but smile.

It quickly turns into a frown when he opens up the message he’s just received.

Harry: Hello!

Harry: Thank you for swiping right

Harry: I have a proposition for you

baby we could be enough (I’ll make this feel like home) 52k

“Did you clean the table?” Harry asks Louis once Rose is done speaking, now occupied with trying to see if she can reach over and touch Harry’s hair from where she’s sat. At Louis’ nod, Harry frowns. “You didn’t have to do that. You’re my guests here, I could’ve dealt with it later.”

Louis just smiles easily, though, adjusting Rose on his lap so that she’s facing Harry better. She manages to tug on a loose wave of hair, and she makes a noise of triumph that both Louis and Harry smile at.

“I don’t mind,” Louis murmurs to Harry, even though he’s looking at Rose. “This one here seemed very excited to talk to you.”

And, okay. Harry can’t help but think of how domestic this feels, all of a sudden.

[harry is a photographer who's trying to find his place. louis is a single father with a smile that feels like home.]

That’s How I Know 19k

Louis Tomlinson has just landed his dream job, coaching soccer at Augustus University. When he moves into a new house near campus, he meets his very fit new neighbor, English professor Harry Styles. Although their first meeting leads to an instant mutual dislike, the more Harry gets to know Louis, the more he likes what he sees.

Or the one where Harry’s African grey parrot spills his dirty secrets to his very hot neighbor.

Never Too Late 18k

Harry’s confused for a moment before it hits him: the little boy is signing. Harry squats down to get to the boy’s level again and mirrors the same action.

“Dad?” He inquires. Harry learned basic sign language after having met a fan who was deaf. He made it his mission to learn signing so that he’d be able to communicate with other fellow hearing impaired fans.

The little boy smiles brightly, his tears now long gone. He goes on to extend both hands, palms up as if he’s asking where? Followed by the previous sign which means Dad. Harry smiles to himself at the amazing little guy standing in front of him.

He stands up taking the boy’s hand, “Let’s go find your dad,” he tells him making the motion with his hand.

Just having come out of the closet and recovering from vocal surgery, famous recording artist Harry Styles needs to get away from LA to work on new music needing to prove to his label that his career isn't over. Little does he know that his life is about to change forever when he runs into an old friend at the city he's decided to escape to.

Truth Be Told (I Never Was Yours) 76k

Harry watches Louis as he scrunches up his nose and bites the end of a pen in concentration. He’s been working on seating arrangements for the past hour and getting more frustrated by the minute. Louis huffs out a breath and glances down at Harry with a soft smile on his lips before he returns to the task at hand. It’s easy, right then, for Harry to let himself believe that they’re planning a seating chart for their own wedding and bickering over who is going to sit where from a list of their own family members. He can let himself daydream about a white picket fence and a dog that they could have within the next year.

It’s like a cold slap in the face when Harry looks to the top of the page to see “Aiden and Louis Grimshaw” at the head table, and Harry has to mentally remind himself for the thousandth time that Louis is not his. Never was, really. He’s just the wedding planner that’s been in love with Louis since he was sixteen.

(or the one where Louis and Harry have a complicated past, Louis is getting married to someone that’s not Harry, and the universe has decided to have a laugh and make Harry the wedding planner.)

Even Angels Have Their Demons 53k

Louis is appointed the role of Guardian Angel, and his first mission is a boy named Zayn Malik. Unfortunately, it seems that a certain Demon has gotten to him first.

Or... an Angel/Demon AU where Angel Louis hates Demon Harry, but somewhere along the way that stops being so true.

Three French Hems 20k

In which Louis is a designer at Burberry and Harry spends December wearing Lanvin… and Lanvin… and Lanvin.

In Dreams 23k

AU. When Harry moves to a new city, his new flat come with a number of sweet, anonymous gifts and surprises that brighten his days. Could it be a friendly ghost? Another friendly presence in his new building is his tattooed neighbor, Louis, who seems determined to put a smile back on his face.

Say It Somehow 129k

Louis Tomlinson may be one of the most respected actors on the West End, but he's terrible at knowing how to act around Harry Styles.

The story of two people who find each other at just the right time, featuring first dates, sleepovers, heartbreak, lots of sex, baked goods, overpriced bedsheets, and musical theatre references galore.

A Darker Shade of Love 750k

Louis is a 30 year old multi-billionaire with a very dark past. He is violent and is a sadist with a taste for pain.

Harry Styles is a 19 year old student who sets out to London after being kicked out by his homophobic father to follow his dreams. He wants to go to the best University to study but he needs a lot of money so he starts to work as a part time stripper at a gay club to support his studies and his life.

The club he works at, Garland's, is part owned by Louis Tomlinson. When they meet, its life changing for the both of them.

Ok so this one has very sensitive content. It’s very well written but if you can understand this is all fiction then you’re good. Be careful reading it if you think you might get triggered

A Sea Without Water, A Compass Without Direction 84k

”Tell me, Louis,” Captain Styles said, leaning forward a little. ”D’you think I’m an idiot?”

”I—what?” Louis asked, surprised by the blunt question. He had expected something different, something along the lines of how he learned music, or how he ended up as a prisoner on the other ship.

”Do you think I’m an idiot?” The captain repeated, putting emphasis on each word as though Louis couldn’t understand him otherwise.

”Of course not,” Louis said, shaking his head. He’d be a fool for thinking such a thing, and an even bigger fool for saying it out loud. ”Captain.”

Captain Styles nodded slowly, leaning back in his chair and folding his hands in his lap. ”Then why did you lie to me?”

”L-Lie?”

”Out on the deck. You lied to me,” he said. He held up his hand, three fingers up.

”Three lies total. I hate liars.”

Waiting for the tides to meet 59k

Louis lets out a deep breath, thinking about Harry’s soulmate. Thinking about how Harry’s soulmate is probably as beautiful as Harry, some person that Louis cannot compare to, and how the universe has chosen them to be Harry’s. Fuck the universe. “Fuck you,” he calls out to the universe. He’s aware of how crazy he sounds.

Maybe he is crazy, with how he’s falling for Harry. And fuck that, too.

Soulmate AU. Everyone is born with heterochromia — one eye is their own eye colour, while the other is the colour of their soulmate's. It's only when they meet their soulmate for the first time that their own eyes match properly. After a hazy night at a frat party, Louis wakes up to blue eyes and the shocking realization that he had met his soulmate, without any sober recollection. Seven years pass where Louis comes to terms with the fact that he'll never know who his soulmate is. Then one fated summer, a beautiful green-eyed photographer arrives at Louis' workplace, with promises of endless laughter and a familiar feeling in Louis' heart.

Featuring a lovely cup of OT5, a road trip down the coast, and a scene where Harry eats a whole head of lettuce. Don't ask why.

[laxtolhr]

Title: Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson.

Summary:  “Louis… These new lyrics are kind of…” Niall tries to find a way to vocalise his thoughts without tearing his friend down. “Well they seem darker than what you normally write.”

“Yeah. This almost sounds like heartbreak.” Harry friend and flips through the lyric sheet he was handed. “Hauntingly beautiful, but definitely not what you usually give us.”

Louis shrugs. “That’s all I have right now. Take it or leave it.”

Written for @wrckmyplans for the @sololouiegiftexchange . It’s super late, but I’ve never been good with deadlines. I really hope you enjoy it!

1949

“I just don’t understand this need you have. Can’t you just be happy settling down and working at an office?”

Louis sighs as he shakes his head. “I crave attention. During the war, I would do comedy routines in the trenches at night and it… Well it helped make things a bit more bearable. And it showed me I could be the next big thing. Imagine, me! The next Abbot or Costello!”

Jay continues to wipe furiously at a sticky spot on her counter. “I don’t know, Lou. The girls are still in school and they need a good strong role model to look up to. Just think about if your father was still here how-“

“Well he’s not. He was a dirty lowlife who walked out of his family. I don’t want to think about what he would do.”

A silence falls over the kitchen.

“Fine,” Jay says quietly. “If you think London is where you have to be to make this work then go to London. Just promise me you’ll keep your name. These show business names are getting too much nowadays.”

——————

“Hi, I’m Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson.” He throws his suitcase onto his bed and holds his hand out for his new roommate to shake.

The boy, Louis assumes he can’t be much older than sixteen, tentatively takes his hand and shakes it. “Is that your real name or stage name?”

“Both,” Louis pulls his arm back with a shrug. “Told me ma I’d keep it the same. She’s not a huge fan of fake names.” He takes a look around the room.

It’s not much. A single roomed flat with enough room for two beds and an even tinier kitchen space. There’s just enough space for a framed picture of his family and his radio, but he guesses it will do. He’s always heard of the actress accommodations in New York City across the ocean, but he never realised London had the same kind of boarding set up for both men and women.

“And you are?”

“Oh, right.” The boy grins sheepishly before pushing his curls away from his eyes and smiling widely. “Harry Styles, at least that’s my stage name. Didn’t think anyone would look twice with a name like Edmond Thatcher so I decided on something simple and elegant sounding.”

Louis nods. “I like it. Easy to remember too. Are you a comedian as well or a more serious actor?”

Harry shakes his head as he sits on his bed. “I’m actually a singer. There are two other blokes down the hall as well who are singers. We do some gigs together when no one is looking for a single, but a quartet is really in right now. We want to be the British equivalent to the greats in America- Sinatra, Martin, Lawford, you know?”

“Sounds like a laugh, mate. I’m not the best singer, but if you all ever need a fourth I’d be happy to accompany you. Figure knowing some friends might be a good place to start in the city.”

——————

1951

“You sure about these lyrics? They seem a bit… Cheeky.” 

Louis rolls his eyes and takes the papers from his friend’s hands. “Liam, what did we talk about last week?”

Liam frowns, eyes going soft. “You take care of the lyrics and I do the instrumental. The big band sound though doesn’t really lend itself to these types of lyrics.”

“Oi, that’s the beauty of music, Payno. You can cross genres.” Louis pulls out a cigarette from his jacket pocket and quickly lights it as he continues to look at his work. “Think about it. Bing Crosby, one of the biggest names in music, was doing a spin on Irish folk songs. Mixing and melding genres is innovative.”

“But these lyrics-“

“Are risqué and real and what we should be singing.”

The door to the studio opens to reveal Harry and Niall, the fourth member of their quartet, carrying sandwiches from the local deli. “Honestly, Louis, do you have to smoke without the window open? Some of us need to protect our vocal cords from the damaging effects of smoke.”

Rolling his eyes once more, Louis moves to the other side of the room and opens the window. “Need you both to take a look at these lyric sheets and give an honest opinion. Payno and I were having a discussion about them, but a fresh set of eyes might be helpful.”

Niall picks up the papers and begins to read over the words. “I’m feeling something deep inside, hotter than a jet stream burning up. I got a feeling deep inside, it’s taking, it's taking all I got?”

He frowns and looks at the lyricist. “Are you singing about an orgasm?”

“Thank you,” Liam says exasperatedly. “It’s too risqué for us.”

“Hold on.” Harry has Niall repeat the lyrics again. “I see where you could think he’s singing about an orgasm, but what if he’s singing about his feelings? Maybe he’s in love and it’s just overwhelming? Sounds like he’s being consumed by feelings.”

Louis takes the last drag of his cigarette before stamping it out against the window ledge. “Honestly, it is about an orgasm, but like Harry said it could be about feelings. I’ve personally never been in love so I can’t relate, but I’m sure someone out there can or even one of you three. Come on, lads, we’ve got great content. Why are we scared of a little controversy?”

The room is silent for a moment as they all have a quick think.

Finally, Liam sighs. “Fine. We can move forward with this song, but we cannot continue with your song about an actual erection.”

——————

“And so I told him he could go fuck himself.”

The whole table laughs at the witty banter of Nick Grimshaw. He was one of the most influential men in all of England and being on his good side meant you went far. He was out with his colleagues to enjoy a simple lunch at the Ritz and that was it.

“Excuse me, sir, but we have an act coming in soon and I know how much you despise having live music while you dine. They are set to take the stage in about ten minutes.”

Nick thanks the server and slips him five pounds for the information. “Well, that seems to be my cue to wrap up this impromptu lunch affair. Quite sad though. I was so enjoying catching up with all of you.”

“Maybe,” Aimee interjects, “we could stay then. I know you’re not one for live music, but perhaps just this once would be alright. Consider it a fun impromptu concert just for us.”

There’s murmurs of agreement around the table. It had been a long time since the last entertainment party Grimshaw had thrown and his guests were eager for more glitz and glamour.

“I guess a few songs wouldn’t hurt, would it?”

The restaurant lights dim slightly as a quartet takes the stages.

“Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to Amor Amore.”

A smattering of applause is heard as the swelling of the strings start. The table watches in glee as the four younger men entertain and sing their hearts out for the esteemed guests.

A couple songs turns into a whole set, which quickly turns into a few hours. Grimshaw barely realised that it’s nearly the late afternoon hours until he had been asked if he and his guests were staying for dinner as well. He politely refuses, but demands that one of the quartet comes out to meet him.

“What are you up to, Nicholas?”

“I want to know if they have a record. I’d love to have their music playing at one of my small gatherings.”

——————

December 1955

Louis exhales slowly and watches the smoke curl up into the wintry air. He hates these high class functions. They’re so ostentatious and over done. It’s always the same shitty jazz and same men and women drinking the same old champagne and laughing at the same old jokes. It never meant anything and he wondered how much longer he had to be there until it had been long enough and he could leave. “There you are,” a voice whispers in his ear and there’s a gentle hand on his elbow. It’s Liam, of course it is, and he’s looking at his friend with worry in his eyes. “You can go in like twenty minutes. I know this really isn’t your scene, but being here means the world to Harry, you know?” “That’s why I’m here at all. The whole party and schmoozing scene belongs to Harry and Niall. Sometimes I wonder if you even like it, but then I remember that Sophia is always with you so you have a reason to enjoy it.” The older boy shrugs and downs the last of his champagne as a man up on the stage clears his throat. A hush falls over the partygoers and soon enough the man on stage- Nick Grimshaw- smiles brightly. “Welcome, elite and A-listers. Tonight, I wanted the very best for you all, but I couldn’t very well ask Amor Amore to perform since they’re guests tonight.” A laugh rips through the group of celebrities and important figures. “So, I asked around and I’d like to introduce Zayn Malik to the stage. He’ll be providing the music for tonight. Thank you all for attending tonight. Enjoy the party and happy Christmas everyone.” The guests cheer and holler happily before going back to what they had been doing, ignoring the singer as he took the stage. Louis rolls his eyes and grabs another glass of champagne as the overused jazz sound starts to come from the piano. He can’t see the man, but he assumes he’s like every other wannabe jazz singer- a head of clean cut lines and a smart looking suit wanting to evoke visions of Frank Sinatra from across the pond. “The field was bright with clover, I saw the finish sign. I started as a rover and then victory was mine. I thought the race was over, but they just keep moving the line.” The brunet freezes as the voice pours through the speakers around the room. The voice is breathy and washes over him in gentle waves. He thinks over the name that Nick had mentioned to see if he could place this beautiful voice, but nothing was coming to him. “They cheered at my persistence, but prayed for my decline. The path of least resistance led to Hollywood and Vine. I tried to go the distance, but they just keep moving the line.” He pushes through the women in beautiful little numbers and men in expensive suits to get to the stage. He has to see the man and know what the owner of this voice looks like. He knows he accidentally spills a drink on some woman’s gown, but he doesn’t even have time to apologise as he spots the edgy pompadour sitting atop the performer’s head. “I jumped all of the hurdles to break out of the pack. I started on the outside and then hit the inside track. I left the other fillies back at the starting gate; was ready, on my mark, I got to set to hurry up and wait.” Louis finally pushes through the last of the crowd and finds himself at the foot of the stage. His mind goes blank as he sees the man is his element. He watches as the man tenderly holds the microphone stand and sways to the sound of the jazz music that swells behind him. The man loves his craft, something Louis hasn’t been able to relate to in a long time. The passions and emotion radiating from the man and his voice are enough to send shivers down Louis’ spine.

The attitude was infectious. It made Louis want more for himself. More than just being one of four. He wanted to be appreciated for his lyrics instead of being censored. He wanted that jazzy sound that didn’t quite fit with a melding of four voices.

He wanted to be solo. He wanted to be free of record producers and radio play and measurements of success for a company. He wanted to be successful for himself. He wanted to be more than just a number. He wanted to be a true artist. “So talent and ambition won me a chance to shine. I aced the big audition, but it's rainin' on Cloud Nine. Can't beat the competition 'cause they just keep moving the line. I handled every corner, each bump along the track, and when I saw the ribbon, well, there was no turning back. I won the photo finish, I posed for all the men, but before I got my trophy, well, the race began again.” Louis lets his eyes drag up to the singer’s own and he startles when he notices that they are locked on him. He’s looking straight at him and winks lightly as he continues to sing his song. “So I made friends with rejection, I've straightened up my spine! I'll change each imperfection till it's time to drink the wine! I'd toast to resurrection, but they just keep moving the line! Please give me some direction, ‘cause they just keep moving the line!” The song ends and there’s polite clapping before the chattering continues as if the singer was merely an inconvenience to them. Louis claps loudest of all and reaches a hand up to him. He quirks his head to the side and takes his hand, smiling brightly when Louis shakes it emphatically. He looks at him, trying to read why one fourth of the biggest music in all Britain is interested in his music. “Can I take a request for you, sir?” “Just another song in general so I can watch a wonderful performance. I assume you already have a set planned out, so I won’t bother you with extra songs. When you take your break though, I’d be delighted if you’d join me for a chat.” Louis whispers to the man as he smiles at him and backs away so he can sing again. The singer’s eyes follow him until he’s swallowed up by the crowd and he wonders what just happened.

——————

“Thank you. I’m going to take a small break and be back in thirty minutes. Have fun and happy Christmas everyone.” Zayn says as he ends his seventh song and heads off stage. He’s immediately accosted by the man from before and handed a glass of champagne. “Do you smoke, Mister Malik?” Zayn nods quietly and follows the man outside to the balcony where he lights up a cigarette and hands his one as well. “You have a lovely voice. I thought Nick was just going to hire another wannabe Marilyn, but you’re actually talented.” “Thank you, Mister…?” “Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson,” he sips at his drink and waits for the recognition. Zayn doesn’t disappoint, although he tries to conceal his excitement. “Louis Tomlinson? Like, from Amor Amore? Oh god. You’re one of the most influential men at this party. I’m lucky to have caught your ear then.” He chuckles, eyes crinkling with his smile. “Your lyrics caught my attention. The fact that you look like you actually enjoy what you do is just a bonus. I was wondering… Would you want to accompany me home tonight? I’d love to hear more music from you.” “You mean… You want to work with me?” Zayn frowns and tries to see the downside to working with someone as powerful and influential as him. This could make or break his career. “Of course. Why else would I invite you back to mine?” Louis seems genuinely confused for a moment before he realises just how rude that may have come across. “Oh! Not that I’m saying you might not be a good friend or anything, but I hardly know you. I’m sure that if we work well together a friendship won’t be far behind though.” Zayn’s sigh of relief and happiness must have been evident. “Well, music I can do. The friendship stuff will depend on how well we work together, Mister Tomlinson. I’m more jazz and Elvis inspired and you’re well known for… Well, big band don't exactly mix with my genre at times.” He smiles and the conversation continues as they laugh and get to know each other. Time seems to go by so fast and soon enough, Nick and Liam are joining them on the balcony. “Malik, you’ve been on a break for well over the thirty minutes you promised.” “Louis, we’re leaving if you want to join us.” Louis looks up at the two men and smiles easily enough. “Sorry about keeping your star, Grimshaw. He’s got a great sound and an ear for music. If you hire him for more events, I’d actually enjoy coming to these parties.” He shakes Zayn’s hand once more before he has to hurry back to the stage. “Oh. And, Liam, I’ll be catching a taxi home tonight. I’ll be waiting for Zayn to finish his contracted set.” He heads inside and leaves the two men on the balcony as it begins to snow lightly. “Oh, Nicholas Grimshaw, what have you started.”

——————

Mid-January 1956

Louis smiles politely up at Zayn as he continues to play a melody that only he knows. He brought the other man to the studio a few hours before the lads were set to join him on another writing session. He doesn’t know what the appeal and draw is to Zayn Malik, but all he knows is that he’s drinking it up like milk and honey.

“All I want is to be up on a stage singing songs I can relate to.” Zayn scrunches up his nose. “Instead, I made the round at parties and corporate events and I sing the same thirty songs in rotation. It’s tiring and makes me want to pack it up and go home.”

“So do it then. Stop singing all these songs by others and start singing your own.” Louis looks up at him with a confused expression. It isn’t that hard for Louis.

Zayn leans heavily onto the baby grand piano and smiles softly. “I can’t write songs. I’ve tried. I’m not good at rhythm without a melody and words just aren’t my strong suit. The song I sang at Mister Grimshaw’s party was an original and that alone took me ten years to write.”

Louis perks up. “Let me write for you. I’m sure I can get some great material and have you headlining in no time.”

“Writing for someone else?”

Zayn and Louis both turn to see the other lads standing in the entranceway to the studio room. Zayn has the decency to look like he’s been caught doing something naughty.

Louis just shrugs, not seeing the issue. “Of course. It’ll be great! He’ll be a proper performer in no time.” He straightens up at the piano and starts to play a quick and jaunty melody as he hums along to the music in his head. “It’s simple. Just have to think of an image you want. You want to be the next Elvis? Easy.”

He taps back and forth between two notes as he tries to think of lyrics to put as his opening lines. “If…” he pauses until it hits him. “If you say something is taboo, well, that’s the thing I wanna do. Do it till we’re black and blue, let’s be bad.”

Zayn laughs as he watches Louis start to create a song on the spot. “How do you come up with stuff so quick? Those lines alone would have taken me days! I should introduce you to my friend Taylor. She’s good at this kind of stuff too”

“It’s easy! You just have to think about the message and go from there.” Louis smiles brightly, the praise feeling good. “And I’d love to meet your friend. Would love to bounce songwriting ideas and tips off someone new.”

Liam, Harry, and Niall all look at each other with worry in their eyes. It could only get worse from here.

——————

February 1956

“Has anyone seen Louis?”

Niall shakes his head as he watches Liam pace the radio station lobby. Being invited to spend air time at the BBC with Nick Grimshaw is a privilege that not many artists got, but of course, Louis is nowhere to be found.

“We’ll just say he’s feeling under the weather. Nick won’t mind if there’s three instead of four of us. In fact he’ll probably prefer it.” Harry shrugs. He’s quite upset with Louis, but there’s nothing that can be done about it now.

Niall has a feeling that they haven’t finished with this conversation, but he plasters on a fake smile when Grimshaw rounds the corner.

——————

After the interview, they’re all piling into Liam’s car when the conversation starts back up again. “Let’s just go to his house. He can’t ignore us if we just show up. That would be entirely too rude.”

“Would it? Well, knowing you have an appointment and not showing up is rude as well. Unless you are on your deathbed, you show up. You’ve booked someone else’s time, so don’t waste it.” Liam starts his car and heads towards the absent singer’s home. “If he’s there, then we need to have a serious talk with Louis.”

Niall frowns. “I think it’s nice that Louis found someone to occupy his time. You know he’s never really been one for singing. He wanted to be a comedian and was just helping us out when we got this big. He’s just along for the ride. Maybe Zayn will be good for him.”

“Good for him? Niall,” Liam tightens his grip on the wheel as his anger grows. “He’s throwing away his career- ours as well. He’s only thinking about himself which he can’t do anymore. He has to realise that he can’t take a break or write what he wants. We’re a group- a team.”

“Yes,” Niall decides to cut off the angry tirade before it really starts growing, “but we’re also friends. As his friend you need to realise that he’s never been happy doing this and we’re killing his creative ideas more than letting them flourish. Maybe… Maybe we should give him an out. He seems so much happier writing for Zayn.”

Harry clears his throat. “Or we could stop insisting he choose. He loves writing for Zayn- we know that- but he also loves performing. So we get someone else to write for us or one of us finally steps up and helps out, big deal. Louis deserves to be just as happy as the rest of us.”

Liam sighs as they pull into the wrap around drive out front of the singer’s home. “Can we at least be upset with him for missing the interview this morning?”

“Depends on why he missed it.”

Turning off the engine, Liam grabs his spare key to Louis’ home. 

It’s fairly quiet when they enter. The usual record music playing softly in the background and a warm glow coming from the main room is the only hint that Louis is even home. Niall is about to call out when a giggle catches his attention.

And then a woman’s shoe.

“Guys? Do you think we should-“

“Oh, Lou!”

Harry’s face turns bright red. “We should come back at a later time. I don’t think now is really an opportune moment.”

——————

March 1956

“Taylor, I promise.” Louis softly speaks into the telephone. He’s meant to be warming up for the show, but he had called Taylor instead. The girl was staying at his place to take care of his dog while he was away, but he found himself calling every night to check up on her.

“I just want to hear you say it again, Lou. Please? Just one more time- for me.”

He sighs, but can’t help the soft smile on his face as he thinks about her. He can picture her all curled up in his most comfortable chair in the study with Cliff and Bruce at her feet and a heavy book of poetry resting easy on the table where the phone receiver sat. He knows that she’s in those highly fashionable pants that hike up to her navel and a shirt that stops just above so the smallest sliver of skin is visible. Her hair is probably up in a high curled ponytail with a bow tied around it and all he can think about is how much he wants his fingers to be running through her blonde locks. It’s a domestic scene that he never knew he wanted until now.

“I’ll be home tomorrow night. I’ll be home and I’m going to fuck you good and hard until you’re begging me to let you come. It's just how you like it, isn’t it, darling?”

Her giggles are the only reply.

“Tayor, love, I’ve got to go. I’ve got to head to the stage soon.” He bites back those three words on his lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow night.”

——————

“So what kind of music are you leaving me with?” Grimshaw asks as he takes the record from Louis’ hand.

Louis shrugs, trying to keep it light. “Nothing. It’s a record of a friend of Zayn Malik- the man who sang at your Christmas party. I’ve been writing and recording with her and I thought maybe you’d want to be the one to discover her. Give it a listen, yeah?”

“Well,” Nick pushes his chair back from his desk and quickly crosses the room to his record player. “If you’ve written for her, I’m sure the lyrics will be great. I’ve always wondered why you hadn’t written for other artists before.” He places the record on the turntable and carefully moves the needle to the edge of the vinyl surface.

It takes a moment before the striking piano chords are playing loudly in the room. Suddenly Taylor’s voice joins in.

“We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: I'm standing there on a balcony in summer air. See the lights, see the party, the ball gowns, see you make your way through the crowd and say, ‘Hello.’ Little did I know...”

The music swells slightly and Louis tries not to smile as he can tell Nick is already hooked. He wrote this song drawing on Taylor and his relationship. He had always wanted to tell a story that wasn’t quite so dirty all the time and finally Taylor’s voice was his own.

“That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles and my daddy said, ‘Stay away from Juliet.’ And I was crying on the staircase begging you, ‘Please don't go.’ And I said, ‘Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. I'll be waiting. All there's left to do is run. You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess. It's a love story. Baby, just say “Yes”.’”

Nick grabs the needle, plunging the room into silence.

“What are you doing?” Louis is bewildered.

“I want it. I don’t need to hear anymore. She’s got a lovely voice and your writing talents are brilliant, we already knew that. I’ll find a segment to play it on. The sentiment is beautiful, just what this country needs. We’ve had the death of our King and hundreds of countrymen die because of the heavy fog at the end of last year, but this whimsical sentiment is perfect.”

Louis smiles brightly. “So you’ll play it?”

“Absolutely!”

——————

“'Cause we were both young when I first saw you.”

Niall turns towards his friend, smiling happily at the two artists. “You wrote that?”

“Don’t sound so surprised, Niall.” Louis laughs as he grabs his cup of tea from the table beside him. “I know all of our music is erections and orgasms hidden with colourful language, but I can write lyrically beautiful pieces when I want.”

“Well I think you’re brilliant, darling.” Taylor smiles brightly and kisses at his cheek.

Harry rolls his eyes. “You’re only saying that because he’s taking you to bed almost every night.”

“Harry!” Liam looks scandalised. “That is not polite conversation. We don’t speak of that type of thing.”

Taylor just laughs harder. “Oh it’s perfectly alright, Liam. He’s quite right- about the bed part. I think he’s brilliant with or without the sex.”

Liam watches in disgust as Louis falls more and more in love with her. He needs to put a stop to this before it goes any further.

——————

They’re at another party when Liam sees his opportunity.

“Taylor,” he says nonchalantly towards the girl on Louis’ arm. “Have you met Simon Cowell? I do believe he’s over there.”

Taylor’s eyes widen as she cranes her next to see the music mogul. “Simon Cowell? He’s only the biggest name in music that isn’t an act. Anyone who’s anyone is contracted by him.”

Liam nods. “Would you like me to introduce you?”

“Would I!” Taylor lights up like a Christmas tree. “You wouldn’t mind, would you, darling?”

“Of course not.” Louis smiles and kisses at her cheek. “In fact, I’m going to use the lavatory. Liam can introduce you while I’m gone.”

Taylor smiles brightly and watches him walk away. Her eyes shift to Liam, the smile turning into something a bit darker as her focus shifts. “Well aren’t you going to introduce me?”

Liam can only smirk. He knew there was a reason Taylor stayed with Louis. Hook, line, and sinker.

——————

August 1956

“Louis… These new lyrics are kind of…” Niall tries to find a way to vocalise his thoughts without tearing his friend down. “Well they seem darker than what you normally write.”

“Yeah. This almost sounds like heartbreak.” Harry friend and flips through the lyric sheet he was handed. “Hauntingly beautiful, but definitely not what you usually give us.”

Louis shrugs. “That’s all I have right now. Take it or leave it.”

“Does this have anything to do with Zayn and Tay-“

“Don’t fucking say their names.” Louis lashes out. “Why would it have anything to do with them? It’s not like they used me to get connections or anything. They didn’t take a journal I had filled with song ideas for- full songs with lyrics and piano chords- and just fucking leave in the middle of the night. It’s not like they suddenly found someone better and left me.”

The studio space is quiet.

“Oh, Louis,” Niall is the first to hurry to his side and pull him into a hug. “I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”

Louis tries his best to keep his composure, but he catches sight of the song sheets in Harry’s hands and the title hits him hard. Love you, Goodbye almost seemed too sweet compared to the way things actually happened. “I don’t want to do this anymore.”

“Do what?”

“This!” Louis shouts and flings his arms around to encompass the space. “I don’t want to write anymore! No more writing, no more singing, no more performing! I’m done. I’m going back to Doncaster and… I’ll figure it out there.”

“What! Louis, you can’t just-“

“He can though.” Niall cuts off the line of protest he can already feel brewing in his other friend. “Louis, you need to do what is best for you. If that means washing your hands of the industry, so be it.”

Louis nods. He never wanted to sing anyway.

——————

February 1961

Louis sat in his home staring at photos from a different time. His mother, god rest her soul, had made him keep everything he brought back to Doncaster- even photos that brought back bad memories. He’s busy staring at one of him and Taylor smiling brightly with Zayn off in the background smirking like he knew something they didn’t. In the end, Zayn did know something Louis didn’t; he knew the plan to break Louis’ heart and rob him of any creativity.

He doesn’t know why he pulled this album out. He knew looking over these pictures were going to hurt more than anything. He chalks it up to the wave of nostalgia he felt this morning after hearing Niall’s voice singing to him through the radio.

It was weird, hearing Niall solo for the first time. He kept expecting Liam to join in with his higher harmonies and round out the sound, but there was nothing but Niall’s soft baritone crooning away about love and loss.

Finally something Louis could relate to.

He had felt his hand twitch at the first note from Niall’s mouth. The usual twitch that meant he should be writing. He hadn’t felt it in awhile and figured it had been a knee-jerk reaction. That had been hours ago though and he could still feel the tug in his mind and heart.

He hadn’t written anything in five years? Why would he try again? Was if he was shit at it?

Letting out a long suffering sigh, he grabbed a pencil and some paper. He stared at the photos for inspiration. He could take this pain and make a song. He had done it before. He could do it again.

He just needed the words.

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December 1962

Louis stood backstage, nervous and ready to pass out. Tonight at the London Palladium, the biggest variety show in all England was trying to pull off the biggest surprise of the decade.

He looked to his left and smiled as he saw Niall tuning his guitar. He looked to his right and saw Liam doing vocal warm ups. They were all performing individually and then were going to perform a melody of their old songs together. It was going to be a night to remember.

He knew he was on after Niall, but he was still debating on which songs he should do. His backing band was well versed in all his tracks so he could do a last minute change in setlist if he wanted, but he had chosen the four songs for a reason. The lyrics were some of the best he had to offer and he was not going to disappoint.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen, premiering his songs for the first time anywhere Mister Louis Tomlinson.”

Louis blinked a few times before it registered that he had to take the stage. He took one final breath, catching a smile and good luck from Niall, before taking his place on the stage. He thanked the host before turning to his band. “We Made It, yeah?”

He turns back around and looks straight into the camera. It was his time to shine.

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Frat Boy Pt. 19

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7 (1), part 7 (2), part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13 , part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17, part 18

You’re a gal on a mission in this one. And you’re determined to get answers one way or another ;) Share this with a friend and drag them them along for a roller coaster ride too! xx 

“This is a bad idea,” Renny muttered. We were parked a street away from the frat house, waiting for the boy who’d been ignoring me the past week to appear and get in his car. Granted, I’d only reached out once, but still. He’d never replied. Never reached out. It was the radio silence that scared me more than any gang tags. Ignorance might be bliss, but conscious ignorance was hell.

 After our dinner, I’d woken up to my car in the driveway. The windshield clean. Spotless, even. He must’ve hardly gotten sleep. 

 “Why is this necessary again? Do you think he’s cheating on you?” Renny asked. 

 I shook my head too quickly at the word cheating, because even if he was seeing somebody else it wouldn’t technically be cheating. We’d never even defined this. The only thing I hated more than knowing I was in the dark were gray zones. I shook my head too soon, though. What else could I tell her? I couldn’t exactly tell her the truth - that I think I’m being targeted as a cause of Harry’s random association with a gang and that we need to follow him to confirm my crazy conspiracies so I can affirm that one, I am not crazy, and two, I can reach a decision about whether I should talk to the cops. 

 That was too complicated.

 “Actually, you’re right. I think he’s seeing someone else.” I let the lie slip from my lips.

 “Shit. You think he’s seeing Viv?” 

 I wanted to smile at the edge in her voice. The first evidence she didn’t really like the girl either. “He already told me they slept together,” I said casually, as though I’d mentioned I ate Cheerios for breakfast again.

 Renny almost spat. “Ew!! Seriously? I mean, I guess we kind of already thought that. But still…-” she shivered “-GROSS.” 

 “Yeah. Gross,” I agreed. Something stirred next to the bins, and I clutched her arm. But it wasn’t Harry. The random associate walked on, blissfully unaware of the two girls watching his every move and so completely disappointed by his presence. We both sighed. 

 “Wait, he’s behind him!” Renny screeched. 

 Sure enough, Harry emerged, trailing behind the associate. His hair looked damp. He’d probably showered after practice, then. They did some sort of weird bro handshake and parted ways. 

 A beep of an alarm and Harry slid into his Maserati. Let the chase begin.

 “Still can’t believe he drives that thing to school,” Renny muttered. “I mean I would if I had one, too, but … cheating prick.” 

 I had to hand it to Renny. Even if someone was the most likeable person in the world, if they’d done something to cross her friends, she’d find a way to make them the most detestable. At least in her eyes. 

 We waited as he revved the engine and pulled out. He drove fast, but thankfully Renny’s VW could keep up. Grandpa would’ve been a different story. 

 “Where the hell are we going?” 

 “I don’t know.” I fought the urge to add ‘that’s the problem.’

 We travelled towards the coast before he senselessly veered inland again, ending up somewhere I’d never been before. We trailed him slowly, past locked up storefronts, and tagged alleyways, until he turned into a gritty-looking neighborhood. We slowed around the corner, making sure to keep several streets between us. 

 Around the bend, Harry suddenly slammed on his brakes. Renny lurched forward. 

 “What the fuck-” Renny ducked lower in her seat. “Do you think he saw us?”

 In the split two seconds I had, I wagered our chances of reversing and getting through this unseen. But my split two seconds were up, and I hadn’t moved. 

 The motor ran as he got out of the car, calmly, not bothering to shut the door. He’d known. He’d known all along. Time slowed when he faced us, arms crossed, squinting as his judgement penetrated through his Ray Bans all the way through the windshield. He stalked towards our car. No one was around in the rundown neighborhood street to yell at us to get our cars moving. No one could save me from this eternal embarrassment slowly mounting with each step of his black Chelsea boots. 

 The gig was up. 

 I rolled down my window when he tapped on the glass.

 “Go home,” he ordered. 

 I scoffed. “Really? You haven’t talked to me all week and those are the first words you’re going to say to me?” 

 He stepped backwards, acknowledging nothing. “Go. Home,” pointing the direction whence we came. 

 “We weren’t even following you. We were already in the neighborhood asshole!” Renny yelled. 

 I couldn’t have it end like this. I couldn’t have another week of silence, of questions unanswered. The plan was to follow him and see where he ran off to, not utterly expose my desperation. But now that plan was obliterated. Was this it? Was this seriously how he wanted to end things so… pointlessly?

 I opened the car door, running after his sulking frame. The second I placed a hand on his shoulder blade, he whipped around. I cowered. 

 He hadn’t needed to bare his teeth or shout at me to be intimidating. This oppressive darkness rolled off of him in waves, knocking me down repeatedly just when I saw the shore. Like a tired sailor, I’d return to the ocean, knowing the damage it could cause, but knowing it was worth it. It would be worth it… if I could only see beneath the surface. 

 He flinched as I pulled the shades off, but he didn’t look at me. My hand went along his jaw, against the slight stubble that’d made its way through. He relented.

 His pupils were blasted, almost shadowing the outer ring of green. 

 “I changed because of you,” I breathed. Something flashed in his eyes. Something beneath the darkened surface. “I’m not the same as I was before. And I don’t know even know how to… express it. I don’t even know if that’s a good thing,” I admitted. He opened his mouth, but I raised a hand. “I need to know what you’re not telling me. The old me could’ve gone without it, but who I am now? I can’t.” 

 But it was like he only heard half of what I’d said. “I never asked you to be in my life, Y/N.”

 “No, that’s right. You just swindled me into it by pretending to be dumb. You’re a little too good of an actor.”  

 It was his turn to scoff. “No one’s making you run after me.” 

 “No one’s making you be a complete and utter asshole right now, either. Besides yourself. Can you just-” I pushed his chest- “PLEASE. I’m clearly tired of getting nowhere.” 

 Harry looked at his watch, and his jaw clicked. “You know for someone so concerned with their life, you certainly don’t seem to have much of one.” His eyes bore into mine. 

 I swallowed, hard, unmoving though it stung. “I know Viv’s in on it.” 

 It was a stab in the dark, but it worked. He nearly growled.

 I heard Renny open her door behind me.

 “She’s involved in a lot of parts of my life, Y/N. But at least she doesn’t ask too many questions. And she sure as shit doesn’t overstep,” he growled. 

 “We both know I’m not Viv.” 

 “Yeah,” he chuckled. “You’re right…” His eyes levelled with mine. At least she actually fucks me.” 

 I felt like he should’ve stayed, watch the awful betrayal fill my eyes. But he walked away as the air was ripped from my lungs. I wanted to scream, I wanted to run up to him, push him to the ground and tell him-! 

 ...tell him what? 

 It was true. 

 He paused at the car door, not even trying to face me. “Get yourself home.” 

 I didn’t see him drive away. I just heard the slam of the car door as he left me, halfway up the hill. 

 Renny pulled the car up next to me, and I suddenly felt dirty. Like I needed a shower. A very hot, scalding shower, that would burn every inch of him off my body forever. 

 “What’s the plan?” she asked.  

 Clearly, our plan to trail the subject in very deep question had turned out very deeply miserable. 

 In a close encounter, the sailor realizes fairly quickly that the ocean holds all the power to kill them. But the second they acknowledge that, they don’t abandon what they’re looking for. 

 “Can you drop me off at a friend’s?” I asked.

 They just get a bigger ship. 

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 The just-built senior apartments were the envy of everyone on campus. Modern architecture and sleek interior made it THE choicest option for the upperclassmen - especially the athletes. It was the next best thing for those not living in fraternities or sororities.

 It was also the most expensive on-campus housing available. You could live there if you were rich enough, but more importantly, if you were lucky enough. There was one other way you could live here, though. Chapman held a raffle to “make our housing opportunity equal for everyone.” Which, was bullshit, considering the apartment only reserved four out of sixty rooms for those “raffle winners.” Four raffle winners, out of four THOUSAND upperclassmen.  

 Felix and Zayn had some pretty insane luck. 

 I knocked on their door, antsy as I thought of their probable reaction: “Why is Y/N standing beyond our door on a Thursday night without Renny?” She was my strongest link to them. I’d begged her to come up with me, but she wasn’t budging. Though she wouldn’t admit it, she was a little annoyed at spending the whole day only to have found no other woman and to have been told off by Harry - who she now deems worse than Lying Panty Tossing Baby. 

 A tall athletic-built woman eyed me as she carried their trash down the hall. 

 Felix opened the door. 

 “Oh, hey.” It was the awkward I remember you but we aren’t friends dance. “S’been a while. Come in.” 

 I noticed he was at least 6’ 2” as I moved past him into the foyer where Zayn and Andre paused the video game. They had a whole tech center set up around the T.V. and dull EDC music came from their speaker system. 

 Andre waved and Zayn’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Hey! What’re you doing here?” He moved a pizza box out of his way to head to the open kitchen. Before I could answer, he returned with a cracked beer, handing it to me. 

 “Thanks,” I said, taking a sip out of politeness. Old Da Vinci maps hung on their walls along with tasteful sketches of nude women, and a framed vintage Star Wars poster was in the hallway. 

 “Where’s Renny?” Felix asked, arms crossed as he sat on the arm of the couch. He’d meant it to be casual, but it wasn’t quite casual enough.

 I didn’t want to be the one to break his heart and tell him about Niall if he didn’t already know. And something told me Renny wasn’t cruel enough to rub it in his face. “Uh, not sure. She had to buzz off somewhere though.” To Niall’s bed. I looked between the three of them. “All of you got so. Lucky. With this place. I almost didn’t believe it when Renny told me.” 

 “Not me!” Andre lifted his beer and dramatically pounded it, slamming it down on the table next to the other four beers.

 “Woah-ugh! Pa! That’s mahogany!” Felix spluttered. 

 “You found it at a garage sale!” 

 “It’s still mahogany!” he squeaked. His gangly arms flailed before adjusting his collar. “Either I’m never donating furniture to this apartment again - or you’re not allowed back in this apartment again. Or both.”

 Andre didn’t answer, just fell flat on the couch. Something was off with him. The energy shifted in the room as the guys eyed Andre. I’d clearly come at a wrong time. 

 “I can swing by later, I know you guys were in the middle of a... game…” 

  Zayn swatted his hand. “No, you’re fine. He’s just…” 

 Andre perked up, awaiting Zayn’s next words. 

 “You want to tell her?” Zayn finished. 

 Andre let out an awkward moan. “You know how date night is coming up?”

 My brows stitched. 

 “No??” He cleared his throat, surprised he had to explain. “So Sig Chi’s date night is coming up and basically we just bring a date, and… party. There’s a theme and everything. You really haven’t heard about this?”

 I shook my head.

 “Huh. It’s kind of a big deal that’s why I’m kind of... huh.”  

 “When is it?” I asked.

 “Tomorrow.” 

 “Tomorrow?!” I paused, thoroughly confused. Had Niall told Renny about this? And if it was Sigma Chi then… Harry must already have a date. For tomorrow. My blood boiled thinking that could be part of the reason why he’d dropped off the face of the Earth this week. So he wouldn’t have to take me as his date. 

 “Mine cancelled on me,” Andre said, running a hand over defined black coils. 

 “Dude, for the hundredth time, it’s not that big of a deal.” 

 “You’re not the one in a frat, Felix!” He laughed humorlessly before landing in a pile on the couch again. In a rare moment, I laughed with him. It was slightly ridiculous how important parties were.

 “Oh-kay,” Felix muttered. His blonde hair flopped on the couch next to Andre. He looked up to me, shrugging. “He’s helpless. Without the distraction of video games. Absolutely helpless.” 

 Zayn gave me a once-over. “You’re in the sorority with Renny, aren’t you?” 

 “Uh, yeah. Kind of. Not officially official yet. Kind of in the process of everything right now. Uh, but” -his eyes narrowed from my rambling- “Yeah. Yeah, I’m in it,” I settled on. 

 Andre came to life again. “Would you go with me?” 

 “Oh! Uh…” 

 “You don’t have to,” Zayn offered. 

 “I can do it. I wasn’t doing anything anyways.” The Netflix I was betraying threw a tantrum in the back of my mind. This weekend I’d been wanting to do nothing but lay low, and preferably, in bed.  

 But if today taught me anything, it’s that my plans clearly never work out too well.

 “Seriously?! It’ll only be a couple hours, I won’t make you stay the whole time. Actually, you can leave whenever you want. Just walk in with me.” 

 “Excuse me?” I asked, half-smiling. 

 “Okay, that sounded bad.” He let out a breathless laugh. “What I meant to say was, thank you. You’ll have a great time.” He threw up the finger guns. 

 Zayn nudged my shoulder with his beer. “Want to go on the balcony?” His eyes bore into mine, and I knew that he knew this wasn’t just a friendly visit. A slight chill ran through me at his perception. It was unnerving how he always seemed to… know. But I guess I shouldn’t judge him for having a keen sixth sense. 

 I let him lead me to the sliding glass door.  

 “Oh, the theme’s James Bond, too! So dress like a Bond girl!” Andre called after us. 

 “Like heels?” I asked. But Zayn slid the door shut behind us. It was dark out, but inside I could see Andre give me a thumbs up before resuming the video game with Felix. 

 “Saved his life. Mate wouldn’t stop gabbin’ ‘bout how gutted he was.” Zayn muttered. The flick of a lighter grabbed my attention. The slight orange illuminated dark features and hollowed cheeks as he took a drag. There was no denying he was handsome, especially in this mood lighting. He probably could’ve been recruited for any fraternity off looks alone, but something told me he wouldn’t step near the place. His vibe was too… anti-organization. He blew the smoke over his shoulder. 

 “Very tortured artist of you,” I noted.

 His head tilted at tortured as if throwing the title back to me. “Artist, maybe. Tortured, no.” 

 “What’s a yes for you, then?” 

 “Yes to whateva you’ve been plannin’ on asking me,” he smirked. “Must’ve been important if you didn’t find me in the studio.” 

 I looked down, then out at the city. Thousands of little people scattered everywhere. Students crawling from late-night classes on the fringes of campus looked like ants. I held my thumb up for scale. Verified ants. Maybe smaller. 

 “I came here to find a different perspective.” My hand fell. I faced him square. “Your perspective.” 

 He took another drag, letting the smoke fill the space between us. “On?” 

 I was a little surprised he didn’t know.

 “Harry.”  

 If he didn’t know, he also didn’t seem too surprised. He leaned against the railing, hazel eyes undressing desperate thoughts. “What do you want to know?” he asked, voice barely above a whisper.

 The ash from his cigarette floated down to his feet, but an unseen wind carried it up again, rolling over and down like dirty snowflakes to the street below. 

 “I know he doesn’t like you.” 

 Zayn’s laugh was light, soft, but carried the same fullness as Renny’s. “Perceptive girl, ya? S’not what you want to know though is it.” 

 “Why is he so scared of you?” His brow arched, and I could tell I was losing him. “What do you know?” I clarified. 

 Another drag and his shoulders straightened. “Thought you were flatterin’ me there for a second.” Something glimmered in his eyes, something just beyond the surface, and I looked away before I could see anything more than friendly. “Can I ask you somethin’ in return?” 

 I nodded. 

 “Why do you want to know?” he murmured. 

 “I just want to understand.”

 “Mm,” he hummed, the treble of his voice like slow-spilling silk. “Curiosity killed the cat.” 

 I swallowed a little too loudly, but his words hit a little too closely. 

 “S’all right,” he continued. “S’human nature t’want to understand.” He cocked his head a little. “I actually met Harry before school started during the summer. I was working at Hilltop Resort.”

 “Really?” 

 “I was his server.” He let out a short breath as if he couldn’t believe it happened. “Tipped well, actually.” 

 “I remember you working there!” Faint summer memories of Renny whisking us away for lunch on our treat yourself day came back, stirring faint feelings of happiness. It seemed so long ago. I felt like I’d aged five years in three months. “So let me get this straight. He doesn’t like you because you’re in the service industry?” I spat.

 He winced. “No, s’more like…” He took a breath. “There was a coworker of mine. He wasn’t mean, but he wasn’t exactly nice either. Kept to himself on breaks, never really chatted with any of us except to flirt with the bartender. Anyway, I used to see Harry a lot there, but when Jack got promoted Harry’d only sit in Jack’s section.”

 I crossed my arms, the night time air finally sinking in. 

 “I didn’t think too much of it at first,” he admitted. The cigarette moved in his mouth, hand fiddling with the lighter. “But one night I was running out to give a guest the card they’d left behind, but I saw them together instead.” 

 Before I could picture Harry and Zayn’s coworker making out against the wall, he continued - “He was giving Harry stacks of cash.”

 Flashbacks of Viv trying to pass Harry money in the Catalina Island bar played out like a movie in my mind. 

 “What’d you do?” I pressed.

 He shrugged. “I saw Harry slip something else in his pocket. It looked like a little bag. Must’ve been a bonus.” He muttered the last words. 

 “A bonus for what?” 

 “I didn’t know then. I just thought he’d somehow found a way to steal from the manager’s safe and was splitting the profits.”

 “Why give it to Harry though?” 

 “That’s what I couldn’t figure out.” He leaned in. “I saw them together a few more times. The second was an accident. Third, not so much. Harry saw me that time. Then before I left for the night, I searched his locker. Took me a while, but I found some pills. Little bag of coke, too. He came in right when I was putting it back.” 

 “No.” 

 “Yeah. He didn’t say anything. Just stared at me like he was going to kill me. I got my shit and got the hell out of there. Next day, the boss said they received a tip to check my locker and they found the drugs in mine. You know the fucked up bit? I was fired.” 

 “But it wasn’t yours!” 

 “Doesn’t matter. Still found it there.” Zayn stamped out his cigarette, blowing away the last smoke. I guess pity was etched in my face, because he suddenly turned defensive. “Don’t look at me like that. I work at Javier’s now. I’m fine.” 

 Javier’s was the fancy Mexican restaurant overlooking the Pacific. He was doing more than fine.

 “That’s still not fair to you,” I muttered.

 “I didn’t want to be involved, anyway. S’better I left one way or another.” 

 “What was his name again? Your coworker’s?”

 “Jack.” 

 Jack. Why did that sound so familiar? 

 “He’s not sound, you know,” Zayn added. 

 “Well clearly if he gave you murder eyes.” 

 “No, not Jack. Harry. He’s not…”

 “Sound,” I repeated. The word felt heavy on my tongue.

 Zayn nodded, tucking a cigarette behind his ear.

 “I can’t believe Harry got you fired.” 

 “Well, I don’t exactly know. Jack must’ve been the one to move the drugs into my locker.”

 “Yeah, but who told him to?”

 Zayn didn’t answer. The facts had been there this entire time, but I didn’t want to see it. I still didn’t want to see it. But Zayn was here, undeniably linking them together for me. Harry and drugs and money were three things that’d been circulating in the same place much longer than I could know. For some reason beyond me, Harry was a dealer. Or ran as head of them. Which meant his association with the men who’d assaulted me was… what? A business deal gone wrong?

 “England’s a small country, you see the same faces everywhere. Like here, if you’re perceptive enough. And in each, he’s jus’... involved in something bigger, while at the same time trying to hide. S’like he’s a magnet for infamy to his own detriment.” 

 “Are you referring to his adoption?” 

 He twisted the cigarette behind his ear, realizing I didn’t really need an answer to this question and that now I was just testing him for what he knew. “Contrary to what he may believe, I don’t know everything.” 

 But I couldn’t fight the feeling that he was talking about me. Smooth artist’s fingers fiddled with the lighter again, but he didn’t light the second cigarette. He knew more than what he was telling me. 

 But even the new me didn’t want to hear much else tonight.  

 “You don’t want to stay?” he asked.

 I didn’t realize I was walking towards the door ‘til his words stopped me in my tracks. Disappointment tinged his words. I felt a little guilty, heading out the door as soon as I’d gotten what I’d needed. 

 But I was tired. And sadly, unless there was a sketch pad in front of him, I didn’t know what else we could talk about. I didn’t know what else he’d see. 

 I shook my head, and he lit the cigarette, not bothering to walk me out. 

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Racing down the spindly halls, my heart pounded out of my chest. I heard the cries above the whispers of the Watchers, and they grew louder with a sickening urgency. A gutteral wailing meant for me. 

 I looked down the hall, awaiting the dark shadow to appear from the walls, when he’d creep closer, suffocatingly closer. 

 The door wouldn’t open, not past an inch. 

 But he called for me, this time. My name fell from unseen lips.

 “Y/N,” he called. It was hoarse. He was scared. I’d never heard that cry before. This time it wasn’t solid air the door was against - it was pills. Tiny pills, hundreds of them, thousands of them, multiplying on top of each other until they filled what I could see of the room. Until they were spilling out the crack. 

 “Y/N!!!” His voice was panicked, but muffled. It was muffled now. Why wasn’t he opening the door?? Why couldn’t he reach me?? The shadow drew closer. It surrounded me, outside, every inch of the hall covered by darkness. 

 My heartbeat was the only sound. 

 A waterfall of pills. The glint of a knife. 

 I couldn’t reach him in time. 

 I couldn’t save Harry. 

 I couldn’t even save myself.

part 20

[larryfanficwriter98]

Chapter Eight

Harry woke up the next morning drowsy and exhausted, but he grinned when he saw Louis still fast asleep beside him. Yesterday Louis and his friends had been in the pit at the show and after the show, they had hung out in the park then went back to Harry's and hung out. They got to know each other in person without a phone screen in the way. Around 10 they had all retired and not wanting to get made fun of or teased he took up big spoon rope since he was bigger than Louis. He was broader and taller so it meant Harry was the big spoon. Just like he had been with his ex a few years back. Harry looked at Louis, studied his sleeping features, and couldn't believe someone so cute and small had such a big personality. He also could remember his softer more childish features from years ago when they were teenagers.

He could still remember the way his whole body stopped working when he saw Louis. He had been 14, almost 15, and had just come out to his family a few days prior. Then there he was kissing and snogging for the first time with Louis in a closed-off hall after obviously flirting and staring on both sides. It was a perfect kiss too just like yesterday’s, well except it was a lot more awkward since Harry was 14 and never kissed anyone. No wonder Harry felt an instant connection to Louis, they felt an instant connection to each other. They had met so many times prior that Harry would believe in soulmates at this point.

Harry climbed out of bed after kissing Louis' cheek then walked into his closet. He grabbed some clothes for the day then headed to the bathroom to start his morning routine. Afterward, he headed downstairs and started on breakfast hoping he had his heart-shaped waffle iron here and didn't take it somewhere else. Finding it under his many many skillets he plugged it in then got to work on the waffle mix. Minutes later he was flipping the waffle iron to start the cooking when he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind and he grinned.

"Good morning Lou." Louis hummed as Harry turned in his arms and wrapped his arm around Louis' shoulders.

"I feel exhausted even though we slept for like...10 hours."

"That's the jet leg hitting you. You just need a bit of breakfast, some fresh air, and something to do to distract yourself from it. It'll go away in a few hours. Probably around 12."

"Damn and here I thought we missed the jet leg when we took a flight that would let us sleep to get adjusted to the time zone change."

"You beat the worst of it. That's always the best way to travel so you're able to sleep and wake up to the city's morning. I'm surprised you guys thought of it."

"Liam, Niall, and Zayn planned it." Louis told him as he sat on the countertop as Harry went to go get the bacon from the fridge.

"So what do you want to do today? There's Universal, Disney, a zoo, an aquarium, museums, there are a few beaches not far from Orlando. Or we can just stay here, I have an indoor and outdoor pool, a game room, tons of movies with a movie room in the basement. Tampa is only an hour and a half drive as well. How do you want to spend our first Valentine's day together?"

"How about we just explore the town and see what we find to do. You can take me to the places you go to when you're here."

"I actually don't stay in Orlando that much unless I have shows here. I  bought the house when I was 19 and was dating my ex. We went to Universal a lot together so much so that he convinced me it was a good idea to buy a house here. Of course, now I know it was because he needed somewhere to cheat on me that wasn't my LA home. For obvious reasons. If I wasn't in Manchester then I was in LA and he lived in LA so I stayed there a lot. Whenever he came to visit family or cheat I went home to visit my family."

"He made you buy a home in Orlando so he could cheat on you?" Louis asked

"Well, his reasoning was because we went to Universal so much because he liked it but yeah it was also to cheat."

"Did he tell you he cheated when you broke up?"

"No, actually I found out when I came to Orlando and walked inside my room to see him fucking a girl in my bed. I knew he was bisexual, but his reasoning was because I wasn't having sex with him even though we had been together for quite a long time actually. Also since it wasn't a guy he wasn't technically cheating."

"Please tell me you dumped him after that."

"Actually no. I stayed with him for another six months and in those six months I had been guilt tripped each time he was hard into giving him a hand or blow job. I broke up with him when he tried to talk me into having sex with him before I was ready. He had been pushing it for a month and this particular time he just wasn't taking no for an answer. I realized what he was doing. I told him to grab his stuff and leave." Harry told Louis who stared at him

"Who stayed with someone who cheated on you then was manipulated and talked into performing sexual acts because he didn't want to wank in a shower? What a dick head. I am- if someone has ever done that to one of my sisters I'd have murdered him. If he still alive because your sister is scary."

"She doesn't know what happened. Well, she knows it was because I wouldn't have sex with him, but not everything." Louis wrapped his arms and legs around Harry and pulled him in close to his body, Harry's hands falling to his hips smiling at him.

"Well just know that he was an asshole and a selfish prick and I never want you to feel obligated to do anything you don't want to. Because trust me I get hard pretty easily, but that doesn't mean I am going to pressure you in any way. I forced myself my first time, I wanted to get over with and I regretted it minutes later. I wasn't ready but I was 18 and I had convinced myself and forced myself to go through with it when I was drunk at the pub. It was in a dirty dingy bathroom with spit, water, and precum as lube, and never again will I trust a guy who said 'Relax I got this' with his hands down my pants. My dick and ass were sore for days because of the dryness. So trust me when I say if you ever feel ready with me I will be sure to make it very very special and memorable and you will be the most comfortable person ever. No matter what position we take."

"First..ew...that just sounds gross and horrible. If you ever spit on me I will sue you. I don't care what the reason is if you dare spit on me I will sue you. Do you understand." Louis laughed as he nodded, "Good. Secondly, I trust you and am comfortable with you more than I have been with anyone. I, unfortunately, came into fame as a virgin, and also my first boyfriend was a manipulative verbally abusive ass. So it's harder to trust anyone, believe me, there have been times when I've wanted to just get it over with too, but you don't know who to trust anymore. The media offers people money for a story, even if it's not true. I trust you though. I've always felt you to be trustworthy and honest. I'm not worried about you going off to any media outlet that offers you money, which is why I refused to make you sign an NDA when my lawyer and label wanted you to when we started face timing."

"I can sign an NDA-"

"No. I trust you. Besides if you were going to say anything you'd have done it by now. You have enough information to make a few million."

"Really? I don't have that much that isn't exactly common knowledge." Louis said

"You have enough." Harry said with a shrug as he moved to out a skillet on the stove to start the bacon as the waffle maker timer went off.

"Want my help?"

"Please tell him no. We would like it to be edible." Liam said as he and Zayn walked into the room with Niall following only moments later

"I got it. Go sit with your friends then after breakfast we'll leave for town. We'll explore together."

"Sounds good." Louis said, leaning over to press a kiss to Harry's cheek before  jumping down and sitting on a stool, "So what are you lads doing today?" Louis asked his mates

"Us three have a taxi coming in an hour so it can take us to a car rental since it was closed yesterday when we landed." Zayn said

"I have three cars in the garage you can drive. A 2013 Audi S8, a 2011 Mercedes SLK, and a 2011 range rover. Then my car that I'll be taking today is a 2015 Audi A5. My newer car that I bought for my 21st birthday."

"Are you sure you want them to drive? They're not the best-"

"Excuse you. Who has an accident here and who doesn't?" Liam said looking st Louis

"An accident that wasn't my fault. He hit me when I was parked."

"Still an accident." Liam said

"I'll put you guys on my insurance for the week, it's not that big of a deal. If anything happens it's not like I can't afford it. I hardly drive them anyway. I drive my new Audi and my new Range Rover all the time. I've sold most of my other ones and I've been meaning to sell these three. I just keep forgetting about them. The keys are up on the key hanger in the front entrance." Harry said with a shrug

"Are you sure?" Niall asked

"I'm positive. Rental cars are a pain in the ass don't even bother. They require so much and for international travelers like you guys it could take hours before you're approved. So just take one of mine."

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After a wonderful breakfast of heart-shaped waffles and bacon for everyone Louis took a shower and got dressed in black skinnies and one of his graphic tees the boys gave him over the years. It has a graphic of a vanilla cone and on the shirt, it read "vanilla is for ice cream". Louis loved this shirt and didn't think much of it as he pulled it on then headed downstairs. The front door was opened and when Louis stepped outside he saw the garage was opened. He headed inside and saw all four shiny cars well taken care of and all of his mates in one of the three cars mentioned while Harry leaned against an Audi.

"Niall is going out on his own so he isn't third-wheeling anyone so I'm letting him pick the car first much to Zayn's disappointment."

"Niall can come with us."

"I offered, but I think he just wants to explore on his own. Is he ever away from you three?"

"Not really. Zayn and Liam have monthly date nights and they've been busy planning their wedding. So it's been very coupley at the house."

"The wedding is what..three months away now?"

"Yeah. May 14 to be exact. You're invited by the way, as my plus one if you want to come."

"They told me I was invited, they actually asked if I would sing their first dance song for them then I told them I can ask Ed himself to do it and they got excited. So remind me to call Ed in a few hours, I want to get him before he goes to sleep as it's only 5 in London."

"Sure so about 3?"

"Yeah, about 3 or 4. Around the time we end our exploration and go to the shops to get groceries for our romantic dinner tonight."

"Sounds good."

"Well, are we ready to go? The lad knows to lock up before they leave, they have the codes for the security box outside, and they have a house key. Also, they each have mine and my security team's number should they need anything. As well as copies of insurance cards."

"Already?"

"Paper temporary ones. You have one too in my glove box but figured since I'll be driving for now you won't need it right away."

"Then yeah I'm if you're ready." Harry pushed off from the car and opened the passenger side door letting Louis into the car before closing it once Louis was settled in the seat.

[kissygrayson]

LANDSLIDE: Chapter 2 - Happy Birthday Liam

… in which Y/N and Harry fall in love at university.

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“Are you ready?” Amy asked entering Y/N’s bedroom. Y/N was sat at her desk in front of the mirror. Her makeup was scattered across the desk and a thousand dresses and skirts lay on her floor. 

“The party started already” Amy said noticing her best friend wasn't dressed yet, still sat in her joggers and hoodie. Y/N sighed. 

“I have nothing to wear” 

“You literally have a million dresses right here!” Amy said bending down to grab the few dresses. 

“They're ugly” Y/N muttered, turning in her seat to face her best friend. 

Amy left the room leaving Y/N confused, then returning with a white crop top and and black denim skirt. 

“Wear this, please!” she pretty much begged. Y/N took the outfit then going to try it on in her bathroom. 

“Well?” Amy questioned “Do you like it or are we going to be another 90 years?” she laughed. 

She left the bathroom, a small smile on her face. She shuffled through the boots and shoes beside her bed then chucking on her black doc Martens. 

“Is that you done?”Amy asked with a huff. She felt like she’d been waiting forever. 

“Okay I'm done, can you stop complaining for a second?” Y/N laughed. 

The girls quickly put the essentials into their bags and left their flat. They passed their neighbour Mary on the way out, she usually sat on a seat outside her flat - for no reason really, other than wanting to see the drama that usually happened across the hall between the couple that lived in the opposite flat, Josh and Beth. 

“Hi girls, you both look nice!!” she smiled sweetly, warming her hands with the cup of tea in her hand. 

“Thank you Mary, anything exciting happen tonight?” Y/N asked with a laugh, gesturing to Josh and Beths side of the hall. 

Mary laughed “No not yet, soon though im sure. You guys going anywhere exciting?” 

Amy gave Y/N a look, telling her to hurry up. They where already an hour late. 

“Going to a birthday party, we should get going though. We spent too long getting dressed” Amy said smiling. Mary nodded watching as the girls got into the elevator and left the building.

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The girls finally found the building after searching for so long. They had walked up and down the same street for 20 minutes then realising the apartment was right in front of them. They entered the building hearing loud music, knowing exactly where the party was taking place. They walked up the stairs then coming to face with Liams apartment. A few people stood outside, some smoking, some just chatting and of course a few making out. 

“Shall we just go inside?” Y/N asked Amy. Amy nodded. 

The pair stepped inside a few hundred people cramped into Liams flat, most of them dancing to post Malone who was currently playing from the speakers. They stood awkwardly to the side, Y/N’s eyes searching the crowd to see if she could spot Harry or anyone else she knew. 

“Y/N!” Harrys voice called out as she finished her short search. A smile spread across her face, Harry making his way towards the two girls.

“You guys just got here?” he asked.

“Yeah, took us forever to find the place” Y/N laughed. “This is Amy” she said introducing the blonde to Harry. 

“Harry” he said with a smile in which Amy returned. 

“You girls want a drink?” he questioned. 

“Please” Amy groaned. Both girls then following the older boy to the kitchen where a thousand bottles of alcohol and snacks sat along with a few people. Harry handed both girls a bottle of beer then getting one for himself as they made small talk. 

“So, do you both take the same classes or?” Harry asked followed by a drink of beer. 

“No, Amy’s taking art” Y/N smiled. 

“Wait” Harry paused then shouting “Yo Zayn!” 

A boy around the same age as Harry entered the kitchen, a warm smile on his face and a red cup in his hand. Amy spun on her heel to look in the direction of him noticing he was in her classes. 

“Zayn, this is Amy, she's also taking art” Harry introduced the pair, Y/N shook her head giggling when she realised what Harry was up too. Harry gave her a silly smile telling her to be quiet. 

“Amy, I recognise you!!” Zayn said pulling the blonde into a hug. 

“Please tell me you haven't did the work yet for Monday” she said with wide eyes. The class was to draw something that inspired them, Amy was yet to find that thing, leaving her homework to last minute - as usual. 

“You haven't?” he questioned. Amy shook her head. 

“Follow me Amy” Zayn laughed. Amy looked back at Y/N shrugging her shoulders, Y/N whispering for her to go. 

“Look at you playing cupid” Y/N laughed once the pair left the kitchen. 

Harry smirked “Its what I do best” 

Before Y/N could say another word Harrys phone ringing interrupted the pair. 

“Ill be right back, stay here” he said while running off to answer it. 

Y/N stood awkwardly. She didn't really know many people at the University, never mind this party, so standing alone was her only option. She gave a small smile to the girl stood beside her who just drew her a dirty look back. Typical she mumbled to herself. 

“Have you seen Liam?” A female voice said interrupting her thoughts. 

Y/N looked to her left noticing a brunette that sat behind her in her Friday class. 

“Y/N?” she questioned also noticing the familiar face. 

“Sammie right?” she asked back then offering her a drink.

“Im okay, thank you though. Just looking for Liam, I swear that boy is always disappearing” She laughed.

Y/N smiled “I wouldn't know, you're the only person I know here other than Harry”

“Harry Styles?” Sammie asked taken a back. 

“Thats the one” Y/N smiled, slightly confused. 

“Be careful Bella” Sammie said. Careful? The boy seemed harmless. 

“What?” She asked eyebrows furrowed. 

“His ex girlfriend is a literal pyscho!” She laughed. “No but seriously, they broke up a few months ago and she's bat shit crazy. So please be careful” Sammie finished giving the girl a comforting smile. 

“We aren’t dating, just friends” Y/N awkwardly said. She wasn't sure what to feel anymore. “Thanks for looking out for me though. Do you know where the bathroom is?” she questioned. 

Sammie pointed down the hallway telling her it was the door to the left, then running of to find Liam. 

Y/N made her way along the hallway, passing a few people on her way to which she gave them a small smile. She turned left seeing two doors, opening the first one her eyebrows furrowed. This certainly wasn't the bathroom, she thought to herself. 

The walls where black, a few posters and photo frames scattered the walls. A laptop sat on the desk near the window, a TV and playstation beside it. She took notice of the white picture frame to her right sat on who she assumed was Liams chest of drawers. The picture was of 5 guys, one of them being Harry and another Zayn, the other she soon recognised was Niall and the two brunettes she didn't at all, surely one was Liam though. 

“Y/N?” She heard Harrys voice call from beside her. Harry exited the bathroom that joined to whoever bedroom she was standing in, a confused expression on his face. 

“You okay?” He asked. 

“Yeah sorry, I was looking for the bathroom. I should go” She hesitantly said. Harry took a step closer to her, shutting the bedroom door. 

“Do you really wanna go back out there?” He laughed taking a seat on the double bed. She shook her head with a laugh. 

“I kinda hate parties too” Harry said with a smirk. Y/N took a seat beside him. 

“Arent you supposed to be the bad boy, Styles?” She said returning the smirk. Harry chuckled at the girl, I guess she had heard the rumours. 

“I’m really not as bad as you think” he said. 

Y/N shook her head still smiling “Sure Harry. So why’d you hate parties?” She asked. 

“Sophie is always there, I try my best to avoid her” he laughed nervously, knowing Y/N had probably been warned about her by now. 

“Sophie? Your ex?” Y/N asked confused also worried. Harry seemed nervous now, so maybe Sammie was right in saying she was crazy. 

“Yeah, she's insane” Harry laughed. “But just ignore her” He quickly said making sure the younger girl wouldn't be scared and decide not to speak to him anymore. 

“You haven't dated since her?” Y/N asked curiously.

Harry shook his head laughing “Dated? More like I haven't had a proper conversation with a girl without her evil eyes staring at me”

Y/N eyes widened in shock. Maybe this was more serious than she thought. She’d never been in a proper relationship before, sure there where little things here and there, but shed never been commited to anyone, so she wasn't quite sure how Harry was feeling right now. All she knew was that this boy seemed nervous, scared even. 

“Cmon she can’t be that bad” Y/N giggled trying to lighten up the mood. Harry raised his eyebrows shaking his head. 

“Y/N you really have no idea” he laughed. 

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.

.

The pair sat in Liams room - she soon learned it was his room, for the next hour or so, getting to know more about each other. Y/N had learned that Harry had met most of the boys in high school, some of them shared classes with him and the others he played football with. He also hated the university library, calling it fate that she happened to be there the one day he was. She knew from that day in the library that he was soon to take over his fathers company, what she didn't realise was how big a deal that was. His father owned what seemed like a thousand hotels around the world much like her cousin Ollie, most of them in the US, some in Dubai, the UK and the list went on. They where some of the fanciest hotels in the world, only the best of the best could afford to stay the night there. Y/N was shocked. 

Harry soon learned that Y/N had moved from Italy to Oxford to do nursing school. Her mother passed when she was 2 leaving her father to raise her on her own in Brighton, soon she met her step mother when they then moved to Italy and was blessed with two half siblings, Issac and Oscar. They also realised they both adored Fleetwood Mac, Harry claiming he was good at singing then promising he’d sing for her one day - he rarely sang in front of anyone, she must have been special. 

Their meeting was cut short with Y/N’s phone ringing, Amy telling her to meet her outside. Realising that it was now 2am, she waved her goodbyes to Harry, him making sure she knew he’d see her again soon. 

“So what happened with Zayn?” Y/N smirked, hooking her arm in her best friends as they both walked back towards their flat. 

“I’ll tell you everything when we get home. Now you tell me what happened with Harry?” 

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taglist: @vinylhazza @cryinabtharvey

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Happy 28th! I’ve read some great fics this month, old and new. These are in alphabetical order and, as always, please give kudos and comments on fics you’ve enjoyed! I’m still over at @verylarryfics reblogging more fic posts each day!

📚 Asleep and Dreaming by MrsStylinson (Harry/Louis, 20k) Harry still gets breathless just looking at him but after being best friends for two years you kind of just learn to laugh. Even when all you really want to do is stick your tongue down your best friend’s throat. Or perhaps that’s just Harry?

Or the one where Harry pines for a boy who completely turned his world upside down, not to mention his flat. As for Louis, he’s just a lot better at playing dead than he looks. Featuring night-time confessions, penis cakes and the inconvenience of falling in love.

📚 Big, Bright World by RealName (Harry/Louis, 35k) It really was just a little crush in the beginning, nothing to be worried about. Louis had never really liked anyone he'd worked with in the past, but he was sure he could control himself. Little did he know that over time his 'little crush' would develop into a blazing inferno of Hell-fire proportions. Every day, Louis' feelings became more intense, more immediate, each little smile and gesture and silly flirtation mounting up into something palpable, with a life of its own. Louis felt it every moment they were together.

The only problem? Harry was engaged to someone else and had been from the moment Louis started working at Visionary.

📚 Failure to Launch by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings​ (Harry/Louis, 29k)  Desperate times call for desperate measures when Louis’ mother realizes her adult son may never leave the comfort of home, so she hires Harry, a highly-recommended professional interventionist who’s skilled enough to help push her darling son out of the bloody nest.

📚 i gotta get better! by reveries_passions / @dystopianharry​ (Harry/Louis, 4k) harry’s sex life has been pretty nonexistent since he broke up with his last non-soulmate boyfriend. after a chance encounter with someone online, he decides to enlist them to help him out. no strings attached, obviously.

or soulmates can feel each others’ pain and harry has some kinks he wants to explore.

📚 I'm Not Scared Of Love by EscapeFromReality777 (Liam/Zayn, 3k) "Show me Liam... teach me." Z murmurs, and Liam almost gives in, hearing his breathy voice. "...you must have practice... no one can resist you.. teach me your ways." Zayn continues in the same low voice, coming closer, beginning to corner Liam against the head-board, reminding Liam very much of a predator stalking it's prey.

"Not even you?" Liam jokes... well, tries to joke. And if his voice almost gives out in between... and if he thinks he briefly sees Zayn's eyes light up, well, no one has to know that.."

Or.. the Ziam one shot in which Zayn is pining, Liam is oblivious, jealous and pining, and with a wee bit of sexual tension, "forever" ensues. (Inspired by the very much canon 'Come on then, come on' ziam incident)

📚 I’ve Been Hoping You’d Be Somewhere Better Than This by runaway_train / @runaway-train-works​ (Harry/Louis, 39k) “Does she know who it is then, from the New York office?” Louis enquires.

“Yeah, some guy Henry? Henry Styles I think she said?"

“Harry.”

“What?"

“Harry. His name is Harry Styles.” His heart sank. Louis hadn’t met him, they had only shared a couple of emails back and forth, but he knew exactly who he was. And Harry hadn’t just been killing it in the Big Apple, he’s been ripping the place to absolute shreds, nailing some of the most lucrative accounts in the business.Louis is so fucked.

Or

The one where Louis is up for a promotion, he just has one tiny, little problem standing in his way.

📚 In All Its Imperfections by BriaMaria / @briannamarguerite​ (Harry/Louis, 15k) From: Louis Tomlinson To: Undisclosed Recipients

Hello!

I’ve asked the front desk and you lovely folks are the ones who are on the same level as me in the car park. I found a to-do list today that looked somewhat important because it has lines of poetry scribbled at the bottom that seemed like they might be for a card project. The stationary has a moose in a canoe at the top of it (and he is quite adorable). Let me know if it’s yours!

Cheers!

“Oh. My. Fucking. God,” Harry whispered, his eyes darting over the sentences again willing them not to make sense. They did, they did make sense. “Oh. My. Bloody. Fucking. God.”

The next thing he knew he was on the floor, staring at the ceiling, with a very concerned Liam hovering over his head.

"What happened, mate?" Liam asked.

Harry just pointed to his computer.

Liam bent over Harry’s desk to read the email. “What? This isn’t bad. Is that your to-do list? Did you finally come up with the inside text for those cards?”

“Leeyum" he groaned. “It’s what’s on the list.”

“Oh,” Liam paused for a beat. “Is it dirty stuff?”

Harry nodded.

There was more silence. And then, “Dirty stuff with Louis?”

📚 In Which Calvin Klein Inadvertently Causes A Gay Panic by allsassnoclass (Niall/Shawn, 2k) The thing is, Niall has always considered himself the token straight member of One Direction, but he feels like he really shouldn't be looking at his best friend's thighs like that. 

📚 Just Go With It by rainbowslovehl / @rainbowsandlovehl (Harry/Louis, 6k) “Brett, there’s something I need to tell you,” he started, inwardly cringing at his choice of words before taking in a deep breath. Brett seemed curious, raising her eyebrows expectantly. “The reason I haven’t been texting you back is that...” “Harry, they were all out of organic guacamole,” a raspy, unfamiliar male voice interrupted, startling him into silence. “So I got us the normal one. Hope that’s alright?”

Harry has no idea how to escape awkward situation but luckily for him, Louis swoops in to help.

📚 Leave Your Mark On Me by FullOnLarrie / @fullonlarrie (Harry/Louis, 32k) When Chef Harry Styles’ unbonded Omega designation threatens to derail his career, he does the only thing he can, and goes in search of a black market bond.

📚 Love Will Tear Us Apart by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10 (Harry/Louis, 103k) “You ruined my fucking life, Harry. You stopped me living my dream because you’re a selfish bastard who couldn’t keep himself clean for five fucking minutes. You took away my independence, my freedom, my choices, Harry. And I hate you for that, I hate you!”

As he spat out the final words, Louis felt all of the fight go out of him. He slumped back into the chair, his heart racing his chest, his head beginning to swim. It was a familiar feeling, and one Louis didn't like. He looked up, finally meeting Harry’s gaze for the first time in a while.

“Out of everyone in my life, Harry, I never thought you’d be the one to hurt me. Not like this.”

A story of two halves.

Louis and Harry had it all - a career, friendship, and some of the best sex either of them had ever had.

But Harry ruins it all with one life-changing mistake ... and Louis is left to pay the price.

📚 make you never wanna leave by anonymous (Harry/Louis, 9k) “But that's fine?” Now Louis just looks confused. “There are so many ways you can have fun sex. Wetness is helpful but not a requirement.”

Harry can feel his face heating up. The way Louis said fun sex, like it's that easy, like he has all the experience. He might be a year older than Harry, but Harry's not quite sure if age is the only factor at play here. He doesn't know why the thought of Louis having sex makes his heart start to race again and he especially doesn't know why the next thing he blurts out is, “You could show me.”

or, Harry is an omega teen who has trouble getting wet even when he's turned on, Louis is his omega best friend who helps him experiment. In a completely platonic way, of course.

📚 Never Mind the Furthermore Anonymous (Harry/Louis, 7k) Louis and Harry have regular phone sex. But they're just friends, okay?

📚 O! Yes! by homosociallyyours / @homosociallyyours (Harry/Louis, 2k) Louis is a somewhat sexually awkward omega into other omegas. When an omega-centric sex shop opens near his favorite coffee shop, he definitely doesn't plan to check it out.

One friendly ambush later, he's standing inside and talking with a too pretty omega about things that definitely make him blush. He's not the only one blushing, though. Harry, the cute and enthusiastic toy store employee is too.

📚 Oh, We're In Love, Aren't We? by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings (Harry/Louis, 30k) After sixteen wonderful years of friendship, it's hard to imagine any grand (and usually dumb) plans they haven't had or some type of mischief they haven't gotten into together. But, when Harry suddenly finds himself without a fiance and Louis just wants to help him feel okay again, they realize falling in love is one thing they haven't done, and that's about to change.

📚 Only One at the Finish Line by Anonymous (Harry/Louis, 9k) “What don’t I know?!” Louis shouts, and then Harry is rounding on him, close enough that he can feel the heat of his body, the rage and the glory and the pain of it so close that it blinds him.

“I want to be another alpha’s omega,” is what he says, and it comes out like something reckless, something wild. Like he doesn't care anymore if Louis hates him or not, if Louis understands, he just needs to speak his truth aloud to darkness, to the slender pines that surround them like a jury panel.

📚 signs and wonders by scrunchyharry (Harry/Louis, 29k) On the surface, it looks like Louis Tomlinson has the perfect life; after all, he has the whole package: a white picket fence house (well, his doesn’t technically have a white picket fence, but work with him), a wife, a daughter and a dog. He has it all and he’s not even 30, yet.

On the surface, he could be the happiest man in the world.

The thing is, he never wanted this life. There was this boy, see, this Harry Styles, whose arrival made Louis question everything he thought he knew about himself. Before Louis could pursue it, though, before he could be brave and ask the boy out, one moment of bad luck on prom night, one single lapse of judgment, shaped his life in a way he never would have chosen. Between doing the right thing or turning into his own absent father, he knew what he had to do, even if it meant burying his dreams under the weight of a premature adulthood.

That is, until he receives an invitation for his school’s ten year reunion and sees that Harry will attend.

Could it be his second chance at happiness? At what cost?

📚 Soju (소주) by gettingaphdinlarry / @gettingaphdinmomo (Niall/Shawn, 2k) After a spectacular breakup he'd like to forget about, English language teacher Niall Horan finds himself in starting anew in Seoul, South Korea. He's perfectly content being single, but when his friends try to set him up with Shawn Mendes, well... Maybe it's time to give love another shot.

📚 Sweet Like Honey by moonygirl76 (Niall/Shawn, 7k) In a non au world where Shawn and Niall work to continue what they've built together, they find that, maybe, it's time to figure out exactly what it is they are building, and what they mean to one another.

📚 Tell me when you're ready (I'm waitin') by insufferablelovebirds / @therosiestofdaggers (Harry/Louis, 17k) When Harry's love letters to his old crushes get sent accidentally, one of his old crushes, Louis offers to help him fake a relationship but it gets complicated when feelings get involved.

Or an au loosely based off to all the boys I've loved before.

📚 The Bet by jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom (Harry/Louis, 2k) Louis Tomlinson never reneges on a bet. Ever.

He may be many things - a joker, a sometimes-wayward student, a loyal friend, a Tony Award winner in the making, and a card-carrying member of the Chad Michael Murray fan club - but never, ever, a welcher. Louis makes good on his promises and does it with flare.

OR The one where Louis misjudges Harry's ability to do TLC's Waterfall rap and finds himself having to put on a one-man show for his viewing pleasure. If Louis decides to go all-in and dress the part, then that's just a bonus for his (very appreciative) one-man audience.

📚 The Lonely Planet Guide to Second Chances by 1Diamondinthesun (Harry/Louis, 102k) When Harry and Louis broke up, the last thing on Harry's mind was the non-refundable surprise trip he had booked for them across Europe. Harry was supposed to be moving on, not sightseeing with his ex. In hindsight, touring the continent with Louis was probably a bad idea. So naturally, that's exactly what Harry did.

Or, the breakup travel fic featuring romantic sunsets, awkward bed sharing, and second chances against a backdrop of some of Europe's most iconic cities.

📚 the way that you're thrilling me by Anonymous (Harry/Louis, 12k) Sometimes he wondered if everyone was pretending. Alphas were smelly and cocky and mostly arseholes, in Harry’s experience. Or at least they were at school. He didn’t understand how his friends—lovely, soft-skinned, sweet-smelling omegas—could actually want to touch them, or be touched by them.

Maybe he was just immature. That’s what his friends said, anyway. He’d want it eventually.

(Or, the one where Harry and Louis don’t enjoy sex - until they do.)

📚 this love will keep us through blinding of the eyes by Anonymous (Harry/Louis, 9k) As his other friends head into the strip club, he steps towards the bouncer, fumbling through his wallet to find his ID. He’s so distracted by his search that he hasn’t gotten a proper look at the bouncer until he’s standing right in front of him, shoving his ID into the alpha's ridiculously long, painted fingers.

Louis will blame it on the alcohol if anyone asks, but he can’t help staring intensely at the alpha in front of him, soaking up every detail of the guy. His breath catches in his throat as he watches the alpha, unable to look away from the strikingly green eyes.

It’s weird. So weird. Maybe Louis is more drunk than he thought, but he was feeling just barely tipsy only moments ago so that seems slightly unlikely. Between the long curls, the jawline so sharp it could cut glass, muscles rippling under his shirt, and endlessly long legs, this alpha is objectively the most attractive person Louis has ever seen.

But that can’t be right, because Louis’ an alpha, too.

When Louis' friends bring him to a strip club for his 18th birthday, the last thing he would have expected is leaving with a crush, let alone a crush on another alpha.

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Hi! I've seen you rec fics before and I'm wondering if you have any recommendations for Harry Styles fics that deal with gender. Like Harry being either nonbinary or that being the focus of the plot in some way. Thanks!

I have GOT YOU, my friend! I answered a similar ask a long time ago, so I’ll bring those recs over, plus add newer ones, just to keep us up to date. Same caveat as before, though--these fics delve a bit deeper into the genderfluid side of the fine line rather than just the “harry in panties” side because I think you’re more interested in the former, but if I’m wrong, let me know! Enjoy!

Us, Me, We, @homosociallyyours, 2.3 (Harry/Harry, Harry/Louis). Featuring Harry trippin’ balls and truly seeing “her” in the mirror.

you make me wanna (how deep is your love), orphan_account, 2.5k (harry/louis). As the notes say, “straight up porn,” featuring trans Harry.

Friendly Fire, @vondrostes, 2.6k (Harry/Ny). Look, you’ll see a lot of Terran here, I had to hold *back*, but he writes tons of pairings, so there’s something for everyone, and I rec it all! In this case, Harry learns an important lesson about why he shouldn’t date straight women.

No Control, thegirlwthekittentattoo, 2.6k (Harry/Louis). The dialogue here is EVERYTHING, it’s cute and hot and emotional yet still funny, like Harry’s bra being named Christi with an “i”, and I loveeee how much is packed in here.

Silent Night, @sulkingroom, 2.7k (Harry/Xander). I’m 99% sure this is Melissa, not orphan_account, but she’s another author who writes stunning fics that play with gender, this one featuring trans Harry at Christmas.

She, Myself, and I, @vondrostes, 3k (Harry/Nick). Angst city, with Harry telling Nick exactly who “she” is.

Every Drop of Rain, haemophilus, 3.3k (Harry/Taylor). Told through Taylor’s eyes, a fascinating look at Harry and his gender journey. (I highly rec this author’s work in other pairings for similar vibes!)

if they find out, will it all go wrong? blankiexrry, 3.4k (Harry/Louis). Gender exploration behind the scenes when the D played MSG, plus extra kink added!

The Assassination of Harry Styles’ Dignity, wishforwishes, 3.5k (Harry/Nick). This one was in the pubefest, and it’s gryles angst hours gorgeously done as Harry ponders shaving past and present (highly rec this author for gender exploration in other pairings, too).

She Feels So Good, Zedi, 4k, and its sequel, Turns Out She’s a Devil In-Between the Sheets, 3k (Harry/Louis). Mannnn, this universe is so good! Part one is behind the scenes of the Late Late Show after Kiwi, and part two is sexi times in Italy. I utterly adore how this Harry shifts right along with her pronouns.

Fertile Ground, Blake/ @newleafover, 4.4k (Harry/Louis). Jesus wept specifically at this story, CHRIST, so much dysphoria-related angst!! The sheer number of moments guaranteed to make you stare at the wall for one (1) hour, help!

into joy i’m sailing, @hereforlou, 4.6k (Harry/Louis). The tenderness LEAPS off the screen in this one, Harry forgets he’s wearing a dress when Louis comes over for dinner, and I peel my heart out of my throat every time.

weird honey, orphan_account, 5.4k (Harry/Louis). I’m a big lurker in fic comments, and these ones give me joy because big names from a time when this Harry drew even more hate than today are here, spreading love and support--who was this author? This story is so GOOD, I’d love to know what else they did! (In this case, a sex toy helps Harry deal with not having a vagina.)

violence of my own touch, 14hrflight/ @got2ghost, 5.2k (Harry/Louis). Chi is yet ANOTHER author to read for spot-fuckin’-on genderfluid characterization (here, it’s alpha/alpha with all kinds of bdsm, dysphoria, angst, and more).

it’s you i want to take apart, orphan_account, 5.9k (Harry/Louis). This author--in the year of our lorde 2012--watched the nail polish interview and created a work of art that went even deeper, their MIND!!! What else did they foretell??!!!!!

Love at Home, @vondrostes, 6.9k (Harry/Xander, Harry/Zayn/Xander). This fic is HYPER-current, like, mid-quarantine, and it features some Zarry history, some pregnancy-related dysphoria, and so much more, plus horses!! (The horses aren’t actually all that involved, I just love to see ‘em.)

Vinyl and Lace, objectlesson/ @alienfuckeronmain, 7.5k (Harry/Louis). This one kills me because it’s XF days, and you get the full-on sensation that this is meant to be kinky play funtime, but it’s going to end up being something much bigger on so many fronts, we love to see it!

Are You Gonna Be My Girl? LoadedGunn, 7.5k (Harry/Louis). EASILY my fave fic this author wrote, basically, Louis talks about his first time with a girl, Harry decides to be that girl, and the dirty talk hits different in the end!

call me anything you like, but my name is, wishforwishes, 9.9k (Harry/members of CHASM). [muffled internal screaming whenever I think of this fic] It starts with BSE Veronica/Zayn and ends with Harry Veronica/Zayn, and so much revelation happens in between, goddddd bless.

fallin’ and laughin’ at the drinks we spilled, enbyharry/ @non-binharry, 14k (Harry/Louis). Asia’s description in the notes kills me, but #vanlife Louis runs into proud Harry in some bar and shenanigans ensue is the upshot!

But She Doesn’t Know Who I Am series, jaerie, 15k (Harry/Louis). I love that one of the tags here is “louis asks inappropriate questions” because that’s honestly most of what happens!! 

o/o angst series, HappyPrincess/ @pattern-pals, 17k (Harry/Louis). I miss Nina’s writing like a phantom limb, and I doubt they’ll return to this universe, but I swear, I will read (and rec) ANYTHING they produce when the muse visits them again! This one is as its title says, and it doesn’t disappoint, heavy sigh.

Grenadine Sunshine, objectlesson/ @alienfuckeronmain, 18k (Harry/Louis). This fic is a peach of a pearl written as a gift for one of this fandom’s best authors, and it perfectly captures the Mood of that author, with so much softness, makeup, gender, and tender.

Alpha Louis/Alpha Harry series, 14hrflight/ @got2ghost, 22k (Harry/Louis). SO MANY GENDER ISSUES EXPLORED HERE, WOW!! College roommates come to terms with their identity, and, mannnnn, do I love it when a/b/o gets unstraightened, if you will, chef’s kiss all around.

Nothing You Can Do (But You Can Learn How to Be You in Time), Teumessian, 28k (Harry/Louis). Also known as the pinterest fic, this one is just so soft and lovely, an identity story told through hair (among other things).

genderfluid!harry series, istajmaal, 33k (Harry/Louis). This entire series hits just as hard today as it did when it was written in 2013, a time when people were aggressively trying to make fetch frat boy Harry happen (some of ‘em still are, lmao). Anyway, this is another author I highly rec for all their other fic, but this one does an A+ job of describing Harry’s gender exploration mid-D madness. 

Amor Victorious, HappyPrincess/ @pattern-pals, 38k (Harry/Louis). Another brilliant work from Nina, you feel like you’re on this journey with them, PLUS it dives deep into gender identity struggles, PLUS it throws a/b/o for a loop, all of which equals a big yes from me!

hush., wankerville, 41k (Harry/Louis). One of my all-time faves, this one tackles so many phobias, all while being set in a small-town America high school AU and managing to be the softest, most gorgeous, most hopeful thing in spite (because?) of that.

Time Passed, coffinofachimera/ @belialsmiracles, 66k (Harry/Louis). LISTEN, I WILL NEVER, EVER SHUT UP ABOUT THIS FIC, I can only hope the author will bless us with a timestamp or something else entirely, it’s so beautifully done, it makes you think of nothing else for days, it RUINS you for other fic (I highly rec the author’s other work, too). You’ll never look at Tokyo Harry the same way again (or listen to “She” or “Fine Line” without getting more than a little misty). GOLD STAR!

Made of Lightning, @vondrostes, 74k (Harry/Louis, Harry/Liam, Harry/Louis/Liam). Just...the tags on this don’t do full justice to the journey of it, to the imagination of this specific timeline! I adore how Terran writes trans Harry!

Second Spring, @vondrostes, 103k (Harry/Louis). Speaking of Terran writing trans Harry, this one covers all the ins and outs of her surgical transition, how she recovers, and how she and the people around her deal with puberty no. 2. 

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Halloween Fic Rec

Includes: fics where it’s Halloween, Alien fics, Demon fics, Supernatural/Ghost fics, Vampire fics, Werewolf fics, Witch fics, and Thriller fics! Happy reading and Happy Halloween!

HALLOWEEN FICS

Made Just For Me (2k)

“What the fuck are you doing?”

From where he’s sitting on the floor, Harry chooses not to answer. Instead, he continues laying out old newspapers around him. He layers them so they completely cover the carpet, leaving no space for anything to stain.

“Harry,” Louis’ voice comes again. “What are you doing?”

“I’m getting ready to carve a pumpkin,” Harry replies simply, still not looking at Louis.

“But…why?”

Or, Harry and Louis carve a pumpkin.

This is Halloween, everybody make a scene (2k)

When Louis takes his son trick-or-treating in a stormtrooper costume, little does he know by the end of the night he will end up gaining a Luke Skywalker, a Chewbacca, and a Rey. He doesn't mind the additions, and if Rey's very hot dad wants to come along as well, he doesn't mind that too much either.

What Goes Up, Ghost Around (2k)

Harry and Louis have a habit of falling into each other time and time again. Harry thinks he'd be more angry if it wasn't so good.

I'll be your trick if you'll be my treat. (2k)

Harry and Louis have been married for a while. Lately they have a problem in finding time for each other. As they plan to attend Niall’s Halloween Party a bit of trouble and dirty deeds occur.

Halloween Night (3k)

Harry and Louis spend Halloween night in. Just something absolutely cute and fluffy because I'm in a Halloween mood tonight!

Everyone's Waiting for the Next Surprise (4k)

"Is that a banana in your pocket or are you just excited to see me?"

Harry jumps and almost drops the bottle he's holding in his hands and whips around to see Spiderman leaning up against the doorjamb to the kitchen. Harry can't see his face due to his mask, but he knows this guy has got to be deadly attractive if his body is anything to go by. He’s clad head to toe in a skintight spandex suit that hugs him in all the right places. His thighs are so thick, Harry wants to put his face in between them. And what the hell are these shots doing to him?

He stumbles a little when he reaches out to place the bottle back on the counter. And when did he become such a lightweight? He gently strokes along the bottom part of his banana costume that's sticking out between his legs and lowers his voice as best as he can. "I am very excited to see you. Banana's got a thing for men who are also spiders."

Or the one where Harry goes to a Halloween party dressed as a banana and meets Spiderman.

Tricking and Treats (4k)

Louis takes his sisters Trick or Treating and just so happens to knock on Harry's door.

A Boo-tiful Relationship (5k)

Louis is hopeless in the kitchen and his daughter is demanding a smorgasbord of spooky treats. He gets help from the most unlikely teacher.

Beep the Horn (5k)

“Listen, I’ve tried to be helpful," Niall said. "But it's been three years. It’s time for you to make the move. There’s only so much encouraging I can do before it starts to get repetitive. And annoying.”

“I feel so loved,” Louis deadpanned.

“Of course we love you, Lou,” Zayn said. “We just need you to tell Harry how you feel so you can stop feeling so down on yourself.” Or, the one where Harry dresses as Miley Cyrus for Halloween, and Louis is the tiniest bit in love with him.

This is Halloween (5k)

Louis hates frat boys. Harry Styles is a frat boy. Therefore, Louis hates Harry Styles right? The Greeks on campus are throwing a carnival on Halloween night. Louis crafts the perfect plan to prank Harry at the carnival, except, things don't quite go quite as expected. What do you get when you toss two boys who hate each other (except they don't), a hay maze, and a prank gone wrong into a bubbling cauldron? Read to find out!

Turquoise Pumpkin (5k)

Louis is just trying to do the best he can for his daughter and along the way, he meets the most mesmerizing man.

My Arms Are Hungry For You (6k)

“Sorry, don’t tell me you’re actually a fan of the Red Devils,” says another voice, and Harry looks beyond Nick to see a guy standing there, taking long sips from a bottle.

“I-I am,” Harry stutters, pulse racing at the sight of him. His face is covered in white makeup, and he’s wearing a well-fitting white shirt, black pants, and a long black cape, a set of fake teeth in his mouth. “Don’t tell me you’re actually a vampire.”

Or the one where Harry and Louis meet at Nick Grimshaw's Halloween party and things go better than anyone could have expected.

Fallen treats (6k)

Harry hates both Halloween and Louis Tomlinson. He does, however, love his little sister a lot. Hence why he puts on his ears and his tail and joins her, her friends and their big brother for a round of trick or treating.

Some Day My Prince Will Come (7k)

Everyone thinks we came to this party as a couple because our costumes match. What’s your name?

Faith, Trust, and a Little Pixie Dust (7k)

Louis loves Halloween. Harry hates everything about it, but he loves Louis. And Niall loves vodka and glitter so there's that.

Or the one where Harry has been pining for his best friend and roommate for years. It takes a costume party, an Irish fairy and a sprinkle of pixie dust to give this fairytale prince his happy ending.

Kryptonite (8k)

Louis watches with hooded eyes as Harry’s adam's apple bobs up and down a few times, before licking his lips and slowly bringing his eyes back up to Louis’.

Even in this lighting Louis can see how dilated his pupils have become, and imagines his must look similar.

“Are you wearing lace under your top, Lou?” Harry asks, voice deep with a rough edge that sends a shiver down his spine.

“I’m wearing lace under my everything, Harold.” he says coyly, batting his mascara laden lashes slowly.

For the first time in all of the years they’ve been working together both Louis and Harry are single at the same time. With their company’s annual Halloween bash just around the corner, both men decide it might just be the perfect time to take a risk, and maybe get a little risqué with their costumes in the hopes that the reward might be each other.

it's only you that matters (10k)

“I never used to care for Halloween, but now it’s my favorite holiday and, fuck, there’s no one else to blame except for you. You’ve made not only Halloween, but every day of the year better for me because I get to spend each and every one of them with you.”

The one where Harry and Louis meet on Halloween and Halloween somehow becomes their thing.

Baby I got the power (12k)

“That’s not actually half bad, you know?”

“What?” Louis asked, furrowing his brows.

“Yeah like it is silly, sure but so is this whole idea,” Zayn added. Liam made an affronted sound. “No offense Liam but you have to admit. It is a bit silly. But Power Rangers and nostalgia... Louis really has a good idea right there.”

“I’m a little offended by that, Zayn, I’ll admit but you might be onto something there.”

Or where they dress up as Power Rangers and Harry is the Pink Power Ranger.

It'll Be (13k)

Louis has always wanted children and he decides he's done waiting for love to come first. However, after adopting a baby girl just days after she's born, he quickly realizes how hard parenting is. Louis hires Harry to be his Nanny, and it all works out great. Until Louis falls in love with him.

haunted house (series; 19k; 2 works)

Float Down Like Autumn Leaves (Stay Now) (16k)

Sometimes life plays more tricks than treats on us. Sometimes we plan our future and hope for the best but our world is turned upside down. Sometimes the crispy air of October brings the smell of pumpkin spice candles instead of dead things- and sometimes, when it’s meant to be, there’s absolutely nothing we can do about it.

Or

The AU in which Louis has a 6 year old daughter with a costume emergency that puts her school's annual Halloween party at risk, Halloween decorated cupcakes are hard to find and tall men look absolutely ridiculously cute in giant vegetables costumes. Co-starring Harry, who makes really good food for the kids. Featuring Niall, who works in a bakery but has a part time job as a babysitter. And as much as he doesn't believe in love at first (or second) sight, Louis is really infatuated and really wouldn't mind seeing Harry again.

ALIEN FICS

Got This Feeling In Our Souls (8k)

Louis sat up, awoken by something he couldn’t quite put a finger on. He scrubbed at his eyes, unsure if he was actually still dreaming or if he was awake. He didn’t dream often, but when he did they were always vivid like this. Louis opened his eyes and squinted through the darkness before jumping back, his heart racing.

Dream or not, there was a person sitting in the chair in the corner of the room. The chair that usually was only used by Charlie while Louis slept.

“Who the fuck are you and how did you get in my apartment?” Louis asked, voice a bit more squeaky than he’d like to admit. Suddenly there were two flashes of green, and the world went black again.

Alien Roadtrip! (16k)

For the first time in his life, Louis doesn’t know where he’s going. Harry doesn’t mind.

OR: roadtrip with desert feelings, too much snack food, and empty motels. Harry is definitely absolutely not an alien. That would be ridiculous.

Alone in a Sea of Stars (21k)

He shifted his helmet, where it was still in his hands, watching the fluorescent lights shine off of Harry’s hair and reflect off his skin.

Louis knew he would have to let Harry leave, but before doing so he licked over his dry lips, asking genuinely, “So are you going to follow me back to the ship again tomorrow or…?”

Harry smiled in reply, dimples going all soft and sweet. “Going to wait until right before you close the doors again so you have no choice but to keep me.”

Louis felt his skin warming and a small laugh bubbling up from his chest, as he bit down on his lower lip to stop his smile from growing. He cleared his throat, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I could probably kick you out right now if I wanted.” The thing was, Louis knew he wouldn’t. He could wait at least ten more minutes before he let Harry leave. Maybe even twenty.

A King Beside You (25k)

When the aliens invade, the last thing Louis expects is to fall in love.

Cosmic Love (27k)

Sudden chills rake over his body yet again, making him stay rooted to the ground. Static in the air makes every hair on his body stand up straight. That’s when he notices something a couple feet in front of him lying on the ground. It’s what appears to be a person, weird white beams snaking around them like Christmas lights. Louis’ heart rate picks up. Is the person alright? What are they doing here? What the fuck is happening? Or: Louis lives in a small, desert town in the middle of nowhere Texas, yet a strange visitor manages to find Louis among the stars.

alien harry (series; 2 works; 36k)

Beautiful & Strange (40k)

Over the top of Niall’s cackles, Louis heard Zayn say: “I think it’s…. A spaceship.”

Louis and Niall turned to him in bafflement. Zayn put his hands up in surrender. “What! It’s clearly floating, so it’s not a rock, and it’s not made of wood or plastic or metal.”

Louis didn’t even bother telling him that, no, of course it’s not a spaceship, this isn’t the x-files.

OR: A story in which Harry is an alien looking to be found, and Louis does the finding. (And vice versa.)

Glow (41k)

Alien AU, with a hint of Royal AU. A summer barbecue at the Tomlinson’s is interrupted by a naked visitor from a peaceful planet far, far away. Can an alien and a human survive a summer together for the sake of the human race?

Won’t sleep (48k)

Roswell!AU: After a situation at the pub escalates, Louis almost dies, but Harry is there to bring him back and nothing is ever the same again.

through struggles, to the stars (80k)

Louis is a Starfleet captain trying to find his place in the universe. Harry is a prince just trying to do what’s right.

A Star Trek-inspired AU.

DEMON FICS

My Sweet, Sweet Love. (1k)

Louis is an angel. Harry is a demon. They fall in love. Its forbidden.

Two different versions of the universe (11k)

Harry is a demon, captured by hunters. but not just any hunters. Angels. Louis is his angel.

A bit of happiness (11k)

Harry is a new angel, given a task to help a troubled kid, Liam, but a certain little Demon keeps getting in the way.

Run Like the Devil (series; 157k; 2 works)

SUPERNATURAL/GHOSTS FICS

we've got unfinished business (6k)

“Maybe we have a ghost,” Harry suggests, frowning when Louis laughs. “Lots of people have them, you know.”

“Harry, ghosts aren’t real,” Louis snorts, shaking his head as he makes his way back to the kitchen. Harry pouts for a moment, until he hears Louis shriek on the other side of the door.

Or, there’s a ghost in Harry and Louis’s apartment that seemingly just wants them to date.

Just Around the Corner (7k)

Louis' routine life is interrupted by the repeated appearance of... something. A ghost? A stranger? A hallucination?

Veni, Vidi, Amavi (10k)

Harry remembers why he stayed now, why he’s always had that feeling of waiting. He was holding out for Louis, his soulmate. He was keeping his promise.

You and Me and the Devil Makes Three (10k)

AU. Louis moves in next door to Harry. Louis has a ghost, Harry has an extra futon and a crush.

Poison Me With Love (11k)

Gemma hums for a couple of seconds, and then, she gasps. “What if your flat is haunted?”

“Gemma, that’s not funny,” Harry says.

“No, I’m serious. I was just watching a show about it the other day. There’s, like, spirits and stuff that roam around different places. Maybe one of those spirits lives in your flat.” She says it like it’s such a common thing that Harry rolls his eyes. His sister would be watching shows like that, but Harry doesn’t appreciate that she’s telling him all this, not only because Harry is already spooked, but also because he lives alone in a flat that has weird things happening to him, and the last thing he needs is to be losing sleep over wondering if there’s some sort of spirit living in his home.

Or- There are strange things happening in Harry's flat and he's determined to figure out the cause.

you look so good in blue (20k)

“You don't believe in ghosts, do you, Mr. Styles?”

If he's honest with himself, Harry's not sure what his stance is on the subject. So he just smiles and shrugs before leaving. After all, he's never actually met a ghost, that he knows about. Besides, even a ghost wouldn't bring him down on how affordable the rent on the flat is.

Or: Harry Styles hears about a perfect flat from his roommate Zayn's boyfriends and decides to sign the lease. The only problem is: the flat has a reputation for being haunted. It certainly doesn't help that Harry's cat is seeing things as soon as they move in...

Gracious Goes the Ghost of You (25k)

And there it was again. That heaviness, that shift in the air that makes everything feel just a little slower. It’s like just moving forward makes him sore from the exertion. It’s not in the least physical, it’s his heart and mind and soul that feels stretched and pushed too far. It’s those moments, where his heart feels like it’s thudding only because it still can, that Louis feels the itch to glance at the clock. When he aches to know how long it’s been and maybe a part of him is wondering how long it will be. If this time, when he checks the clock, he’ll feel the same shame for his long stint of grief, but it will be followed by some sort of pride. He’s made it this far, and “because it still can” is a perfectly good reason for his heart to keep beating.

“What are you thinking about?” Harry asks.

Louis hums, shifting a little to rest his head on top of Harry’s. “Is this your new question?"

“Yeah,” he whispers, softly.

“Just… thinking about how long it’s been. And how long it may be before it doesn’t hurt so much anymore."

Harry is a ghost who comes to visit. Louis feels like a ghost, himself. In forgiveness, they find their way back to life.

Across The Lines (28k)

With a camera in hand, Louis sets off on the road trip of his life to explore the most famous haunted houses of the UK. Things don't exactly go to plan.

The Haunting of Louis Tomlinson (31k)

“I'm not afraid of ghosts,” Louis said.

Every single magnet unstuck itself from the fridge and fell to the floor in a clattering cascade.

“I'm only a little afraid of ghosts,” Louis said.

OR: Louis is a plucky Gothic Heroine, Harry is a Mournful Spirit, and Big Country Houses are full of mystery and suspense, as Big Country Houses ever are!

Psychic / FBI (series; 57k; 2 works)

Ghosts in the Attic (series; 36kl 2 works)

Through Eerie Chaos (102k)

For as long as anyone can remember, Old Hillsbridge Manor has always been believed to be haunted. Everyone in the village agrees and keeps a respectful, fearful, distance. New in town after a bad breakup and an internship that led to disappointment rather than a permanent job, Harry Styles figures taking pictures of the decrepit building could be a great new creative project. Or at least a much-needed distraction while he searches for a job and crashes at his parents’ new house. No one warned him about the apparitions though; about the music, the laughter, the people who flicker and vanish when you call after them, the echoes of a past that should be long gone… Harry has never believed in spirits but even he can admit that there’s something weird going on. What starts as mere curiosity evolves into a full-blown investigation and soon enough, Harry finds himself making friends with an aristocrat from the 1920s and struggling with finding the best way to tell him that he’s dead.

The Ghost Hunter AU where Niall lives to prove ghosts are real, Zayn is a skeptical librarian and Harry gets caught up in a century-old mystery and catches feeling in the process.

VAMPIRE FICS

Howls Like A Beast (You Flower, You Feast) (16k)

France, 1754. Château de Versailles.

“You don’t love me,” Louis had said, utterly blasé as he callously fractured the heart of a Harry that was just barely eighteen.

“I do,” Harry had insisted pleadingly, green eyes already watering.

Louis had rolled his eyes, exasperated and flippant in the way only beautiful, young boys could be when faced with the affections of a baby prince. He had run his finger down Harry’s cheek then, had forced him to look into his eyes as he delivered the final blow.

“You’ll change your mind once you’ve seen more of the world,” Louis had teased, pressing a brutally delicate kiss onto Harry’s lovely, pure cheek. “Once you’ve been properly defiled.” He had whispered filthily, delighted by the gasp he heard, the frantic pink blush that had rested high on Harry’s cheeks, the power he had felt at knowing he could make the Crown Prince squirm.

Can I just be the same? (17k)

“Are you skint?” Louis studied his face. “I can give you the bloody bus fare home, Harry. You don't have to walk.” His voice was soft. Caring.

Harry stopped, his body tingling. Fuck. He shouldn’t have crossed the road. Keep walking. Always keep walking.

“I’m not skint, but thanks for the offer. There’s not many kind people like you around. You’re lovely, you know that?” Harry reached his hand out tentatively, cupping Louis’ elbow and squeezing. “Thank you.” His voice hitched a little.

He’d roamed the country for centuries, coming in and out of people’s lives, never able to forge bonds. Or, if he did, breaking them and suffering the pain of lost love. That was his life forever. Stuck in this limbo with not one other person in the whole world who cared about him. So the kindness of a stranger really hit home, and this stranger with the bluest eyes and brightest smile was making Harry feel alive again. Reminding him of what he was missing

Harry is a two hundred year old Vampire with no one in the whole world and Louis is the kind hearted stranger who comes into Harry's life bringing something that Harry had missed. Love. But Harry is forever running, can Louis be the one to change all that?

Darkest Night Hour (24k)

After spending thirty-five years hiding out with his face buried in ancient vampire texts, Louis comes back to New York City. While Louis is adjusting to city life in the modern age, Zayn just wants his clan to finally win at trivia nights. Louis needs to make a major decision and he's running out of time. The last thing he expects is to meet someone like Harry, who might be the solution to all of their problems.

Carnelian (30k)

“It’s a donor matching center for humans and vampires.”

“Vampires.” Louis snorts. “Like pretend vampires, like for people who think they are vampires?”

The humor clearly lost on Zayn as he answers calmly, “No, real vampires.”

“There’s no such thing as vampires.” Louis rolls his eyes. “You’re fucking with me or something.” Louis flicks his cigarette to the ground.

“I’m not.” Zayn speaks, his tone harsh and deeper than Louis remembers. “There are vampires all around you. We are quite civilized beings. We have careers, business, and we enjoy nights out on the town just like humans do. We aren’t savages. We blend in with the rest of the world. However, no advancement in science has fixed our one problem that makes us different than humans...We still need blood to live and we love it fresh from the source.”

Louis finds himself donating blood to the most beautiful being he's ever seen.

I Will Never Rust (38k)

What was Harry meant to say? Yes Louis, I’d date you. I want to make you come repeatedly so that must mean I have a thing for you yeah? No. Because it doesn’t mean that, because Harry refuses to get attached to anyone he wants to fuck.

Harry wants to suck more than just Louis’ blood but Louis refuses to sleep with Count Dickula.

Into The Meadow's Dawn (42k)

But it is noon and the clouds are sweeping across the sky, a breeze making the ride home pleasant and the short walk from the station bearable. And upon opening the box a white, inconspicuous letter has plunked to the floor. And the reason for Harry sinking against the cool walls is not drunkenness or exhaustion from work or a sneaking wariness of life, no. It’s the sending address. There is none. Just a name. In scrawny writing.

Love, Louis is what she zeroes in first. Love, Louis. A sob forms in her throat. She will be back, it says, Louis will be back. On the second of June. Waiting in front of the French café they used to work in during the late eighties, at midday, if it still stands, it says. If not, she will be waiting anyway, it says.

Or: It's been three decades since Harry had last seen Louis. She hasn't been coping too well, with being alone in a city that used to be their home, with taking care of herself, with finding her purpose in the world. It's summer now and the flowers are blooming all around her, throwing her back into memories she'd rather keep locked away. Of course, this is when the letter arrives.

Among the Humans (129k)

A gothic, modern day vampire romance between a young human named Louis Tomlinson, and Harry Styles, ancient vampire and gentleman.

Creatures of the night come with more trouble than they wish to make it seem.

WEREWOLF FICS

Heart Devoured by alittlewicked (4k)

When Louis came to, it was with a start, claws sunken into the mattress below him and the foreign but somehow familiar scent of vanilla and cinnamon deep in his lungs. With blood rushing heavy in his ears, he rutted down into the soft bed and whined breathily at the relief the movement brought him.

“Come on, Lou, look at me!”

Carefully he rolled over and slowly blinked his eyes open for the first time that day. And came face to face with Harry, Niall’s business partner and the most beautiful boy Louis knew.

Or the No Control / Werewolf AU with fairytale elements and some fortune cookies where Louis is a new werewolf suffering from awkwardly popping claws and ears at all times that wakes up to Harry (who he may or may not have a crush on) in his bed when all he can remember is taking a little frog home with him to help him over a break-up.

Being Human by jacinth (series; 3 works; 8k)

fortune’s fools by dramaturgicallycorrect (8k)

It’s about respecting the night and the reason they’ve come together. It’s a rite of passage, as it were, a symbol of status, and that’s the only thing that keeps Louis from skiving off and going for a run with Liam.

And he knows Lottie would chew off his left arm if he kept her away from the first All Hallows’ Ball she’s eligible for. So he keeps himself plastered to her side as soon as they step into the foyer, works hard at keeping his claws at bay once they’re behind enemy lines. It’s a hard habit to unlearn, but he’s trying.

Louis likes an armistice as much as the next lad, but until he sees some sort formal treaty, he generally trusts the vamps about as far as he can throw them. Which is, admittedly, quite far, but not far enough. He’s here to represent the pack, and that’s all. He won’t pick a fight. But he will finish one if it starts, he has to. The war resumes at sunrise anyway.

Or two immortal households, both alike in dignity.

I Would Follow You (To the Moon and Back) by Dick (20k)

Everyone has baggage, some people sleepwalk, some have obsessive exes, and others turn into anthropomorphic wolf-like monsters that destroy furniture and run rampant in the forest. Perfectly normal.

Or the one where Harry and Louis have been dating for six months, Harry is a werewolf, and it’s a full moon. This time they’re going to get it right.

break open the sky by karamelised (20k)

Being a werewolf isn’t always easy. Especially if you have no idea what you’re doing.

or a Werewolf au. Harry might be a werewolf, but he still wants to experience Uni like everyone else. Turns out he learns a lot.

Out of the Wild by jaerie (21k)

Louis has spent most of his life as a wolf in the wild, Harry has spent most of his life as a human in the city. Their worlds collide during the audition process for the hottest new singing competition. What happens next should have expected.

night changes by colourexplosion (series; 2 works; 44k)

But Please, Don’t Bite by shyserious (series; 2 works, 128k)

amaryllis by hattalove (146k)

“Where are we?”

“Um. A little while out of London?” Niall tries, seemingly the only one willing to not be mysterious and provide Harry with information, and. Oh.

“London London? As in, the capital of England London?” he asks, just in case he’d misheard.

“No, the other London,” Louis laughs, low and biting. He comes closer finally, the moonlight just enough to reveal a sharp-cut jaw and pale skin. “Sorry, Pup.” Nobody’s ever called Harry a “pup”. Frankly, he finds it quite insulting, but he lets it slide to try and comprehend his current crisis.

or the one where harry gets bitten by a werewolf. louis is the mysterious not-quite alpha, liam and zayn have Things going on, niall is their token human, and together, they watch a lot of TV.

WITCH FICS

what’s inside your imagination (is as real as anything else)  (3k)

“Hey!” Niall shouts suddenly, scaring Harry nearly out of his hat. “We like your costume!”

The ghost turns to glance at Niall, producing a hand from under the sheet and giving him a thumbs up. Harry can’t help but laugh a little more, the casual gesture adding to the entire vibe of the sunglasses-wearing ghost.

The ghost looks at them for a moment longer before turning and disappearing into the crowd again, and Harry sighs. “I love Halloween,” he says thoughtfully.

Or, Harry’s a witch who likes to pretend he’s a human pretending he’s a witch, and Louis’s the human in a not-so-clever costume that keeps catching his eye.

Always Darkest before the Sunrise (7k)

Salem, Massachusetts, 17th century.

“You have attacked without need and without mercy, you have used arts so dark they are of the Evil One, and for that you cannot be allowed to walk free.”

What?

Harry starts struggling. It’s no use, he’s not even doing it with any sort of rational plan, the whole town at this point stands between him and freedom, but the words leaking from the preacher’s lips are filling him with a bile more sickening than he’s ever known.

“Harry Styles, ward of the church no longer, you are under arrest for the use of witchcraft against the innocent townspeople of Salem, Massachusetts.”

Babe, There’s Something Lonesome About You by patdkitten (8k)

Louis is a hedge witch, who lives a lonely, solitary life. He’s quite happy with his shop in Door County, selling New Age magics to the tourists. He also has his cats and his birds to keep him company. But his best friend Liam thinks he needs someone around, and he’s got just the person: Liam’s friend Harry is coming to the area for the tourist season and since Louis has all this space….

Love Potion Number 9 by noellehenry (9k)

Harry is a witch, albeit a clumsy witch. His spells never work out quite as he expects them to and his potions are at least hazardous. He is, however, talented in the kitchen: his pumpkin pie cupcakes are heavenly. He bakes them as a welcome gift for his new hot neighbour…

Dusk Till Dawn by larryandgaystuff (9k)

Packed Lunches, Sticky Fingers and Accidental Levitation (10k)  

Harry Styles is a skilled work-from-home potionist five years out of university with a steady job, a house, and… eight kids.

He also might be heading towards a breakdown if he doesn’t get a bit of help.

Enter a meddling pixie and an old university friend he might or might not have had a lot of feelings for.

Bewitched by ReadInTheAM (11k)

Louis is a modern day witch. No, he doesn’t have green skin or pointed hats and he definitely doesn’t have warts covering his face.

However, he does have a cat familiar, Harry.

And though Louis’ witchiness doesn’t bother his normal life, he does get into some trouble while he was out of the house. Or at least, Harry does.

Down Comes The Night (12k)

Harry Styles is a not-at-all-magic resident of 23rd Century London in possession of a very weird cat, an occult store, and the budding friendship of an attractive homeless man named Louis.

There’s a miracle afoot.

taken by the wind by lightofathousandstars (12k)

When he decided to move to London with his sister, Harry thought he would finally get to learn how to control his magic. He couldn’t possibly have predicted that he would fall for her neighbour.

Or the one where Harry is a clumsy witch and Louis is making everything worse just by existing.

Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic by oopsiedaisy (12k)

“I bet,” Harry says softly before adding, “I could help you maybe? With your magic?”.

“Oh yeah,” Louis asks and motions her head towards the burnt flowers still smouldering in their vase. Harry’s top lip quirks up on one side, “Hey. That was a real life magic show I put on for you.”

“Well what are you gonna teach me then Houdini?”

Louis is a witch with no magical powers who joins a local coven she finds on craigslist. Harry is the earth witch convinced she can help Louis find her powers with flowers, baby mice and everything nice.

Witch Harry by QuickedWeen (series; 2 works; 15k)

Harry Styles is a witch who owns the best flower shop in Manchester. Lottie Tomlinson is planning her wedding, and brings her brother along to her first appointment. Both men have been having a bad day and sparks fly.

Burn by anchortied (21k)

Louis is plagued by nightmares of being burned at the stake. Every time he closes his eyes he can see the flames, smell the smoke, taste the acrid smell of his own death in his nostrils. There is nothing he fears more than this.

Besides being something other than what he truly is. Which is, to say in the very least, a powerful witch. One of the most powerful in in the world, as far as he knows. His magic can’t even be matched by Liam, who learned quicker than anyone he’s ever met, or Niall, who’s magic fire could burn through a whole village in a mere moment if he wanted to.

When Louis meets Harry however, he realizes that his magic isn’t as strong as he thought. And as he tries to navigate through this magic, and the trials of friendships and lost loves that come along with it, Louis finds that being powerful is more of a plague than he realized. A plague that infects more people than he is comfortable with.

(A Witch AU based off of The Craft -a very loose interpretation)

Nocturnal Creatures Are Not So Prudent by patdkitten (24k)

Louis spins a finger in midair, like he’s indicating someone to turn around, staring pointedly at Liam as the faucet turns itself on and the can rinses itself in the sink behind him. Liam, moon burn him, doesn’t rise to the bait, choosing instead to lean back on his stool and wrapping his hands around his own mug.

“Anyway, like I was saying and that you were ignoring, there’s this new club near my school and I want you to go with me. Could do you some good, getting out once in awhile.”

Louis is a white witch with a little black cat named Hemlock and a best human friend Liam (they’re a lot like Samantha Stephens and Louise Tate). When he’s dragged out to a new club Liam’s heard about from a friend and classmate, Louis comes face to face with that which witches do not touch: a charming vampire by the name of Harry.

love is divine by stylinsoncity (25k)

Being a witch doesn’t help when it comes to unrequited love.

parsley, sage, rosemary & thyme by MediaWhore (series; 2 works; 27k)

The one where Harry is a cursed witch living in a small town and Louis is the Detective Inspector who crossed his path.

A Practical Magic AU

Bewitched by Snowy38 (28k)

“I’ve got Louis.”

He didn’t mean it to come out that menacing but the naturally deep lilt of his voice wasn’t helping. The female on the other end of the phone gave a hysterical squeal.

“Please! Don’t hurt him!”

Harry frowned, lip protruding sullenly in mild offence.

“I’m not-I’m not going to hurt him,” he argued.

“What do you want?” The woman cried, voice wobbling with emotion.

Harry frowned.

“I want Louis,” he answered because wasn’t that much already obvious? Maybe Louis’ family were just really thick.

Work of Magic by Bekita (34k)

Even though centuries had passed since the Spanish Inquisition and the burning of Witches, these beings with magical powers still existed, in seclusion, always trying to avoid the attention of the persecuting Hunters.

The Sweetest Incantation by smittenwithlouis (40k)

Harry has been alive for decades, and yet he’s never been as confused and dumbfounded. He’s a witch, for God’s sake. Can’t get much weirder than all the magical things he’s experienced throughout his lifetime. Never in a million years, however, would he have expected to be mere inches away from a hybrid. Or: Harry is a witch who’s still working on developing his powers and Louis is a werecat who falls into his life and turns it upside down.

i never did believe in the ways of magic (though i’ve a feeling it’s time to try) by binarysunsets(55k)

Louis can’t shake the feeling that there’s something in the woods, pressing close and watching him with a heavy gaze. It makes him antsy, fills him with jitters. He wants to run, or scream, but he knows to do so would only put him in danger if there’s actually something out there after all. He’s sure he’s just imagining it, but his heart nevertheless pounds in his throat.

When Louis Tomlinson goes on a songwriting retreat to the Laurentian Mountains of Canada, this isn’t how he expects his evening to go.

or the au where Louis is a singer who has been cursed to never make music again and Harry is a reclusive witch of the Canadian mountains who’s going to help him break the curse.

domestic monsters by g_uttertrash (series; 8 completed works/1WIP; 234k)

THRILLER FICS

And then there was love (23k)

A crime story in which Louis makes ridiculous jokes about Harry's bum and loves Ben Winston's dog; where Harry blushes and may or may not be dark!Harry under the dimples and curls; where the world-famous author sleuth Jessica Fletcher joins One Direction to their music video set.

And how lucky is that, as there seems to be a killer on the loose.

What Happened to 'Never Say Die'? (28k)

The 80s were one of the best decades to be a teenager in America. Just ask anyone who's seen a John Hughes movie. Louis would beg to differ. At least today he would, while he was stuck cleaning out his family's basement - part of his grounding after a senior prank gone wrong. But when he finds a box containing details of the biggest unsolved crime in Luna Hills, he and his friends decide to sneak out for one last adventure before they're all off to college. That is, as long as the mayor, who also happens to be Louis' mother, doesn't stop them before they discover the truth.

Or, a coming of age American AU inspired by classic 80s movies like The Goonies and Stand By Me where everyone has a secret and no one wants to get caught.

my heart, in deadly rhythm (42k)

There exists somewhere a very, very small list containing the names of people who don’t want Louis Tomlinson dead. Harry Styles may or may not be one of those people.

(or a Spies!AU in which Liam is the Wade to Louis' Kim Possible, Zayn seduces people for intel, Niall is an expert at blowing things up, and Harry is more than a bit famous in his particular field... or infamous, actually. And Louis? Well, Louis just wishes people would quit trying so bloody hard to kill him all the time.)

Last Day Alive (42k)

Harry Styles was born to the leader of the Following - the organization that keeps their world peaceful and just. Without the Following, the world would only return to the ways of the Old Times and all of them would come to an untimely end. Or, so he thought, until he meets Louis, the leader of the Rebellion.

End Game (54k)

Harry styles is the most feared man in London, notorious for always getting everything he wants. All of that changes when Louis comes around and opens his eyes to a new, beautiful side of the world.

I Walk the Line (55k)

Professor Louis Tomlinson is the leading researcher in his field. Harry Styles is Louis’ recently hired grad assistant. Sparks fly between them but something doesn’t add up when it comes to Harry, and Louis is determined to find out what.

What happens when everything Louis thought he knew comes crashing down around him? Is he doomed to repeat his past mistakes? Or will he learn to follow his heart and find a way to forge his own path, alongside someone he’s not sure he can trust, but who might just be the best thing to ever happen to him.

[twopoppies]

Hello, I hope you are good? I hope your festive is good? Please don't judge, but can you please rec taboo fics OR religious fics but not like angel and demon, more like questioning religion? To give ref I liked the one where I think it was Harry who got his dick caged for Easter, I feel like reading really naughty fics lol. I promise I'm fairly normal on most days. I don't mind longer fics. Thank you.

Hello darling. I promise, I don’t judge what people like to read. I’m afraid I don’t have any that fall into the religious category because it’s just not something I tend to read myself, so I think that the best way to approach this is to give you a fic rec focused on kink. Hopefully that will lead to something you like! Please read the tags, just to make sure there’s nothing triggering. 

🔥Sonic Sounds by glasscushion (E, 6K) 

“Harry takes a deep breath, suitably embarrassed, “I’m just really…” and he can’t say the obvious. He can’t just say really wet.”

Harry loves feeling embarrassed. Louis is happy to help.

🔥Switch Out The Batteries by istajmaal, LoadedGunn (E, 88K)

Harry raises an eyebrow. “Sex dice?”

“Yup,” Louis nods. “You know the ones we sell, one die for a body part and the other for an action to perform on that… part.”

“Isn’t that what old married couples buy from you to spice things up?”

Louis frowns and opens his mouth to tell Harry off, but then he catches his absolutely dreamy expression and can only laugh. “Yes dear, we’re just like any middle-aged married couple. Except for the fact that we’re in our twenties and have a box full of bondage gear under our bed.”

Two years after meeting in a sex shop, Harry’s just returning to Louis from a month-long tour in the States, and they come up with a wholesome bonding exercise.

🔥like poison coursing through me by orphan_account (E, 4K) 

Louis loves it when Harry’s desperate.Or, the one with copious dirty talk, Daddy Louis, and Harry wetting himself in the shower.

🔥Fertile Ground

by Blake (E, 4K) 

Harry wonders if Louis knew that Harry had a button about making babies for him, or if they both just stumbled into it. Or if Louis secretly really wants to get him pregnant—and why does that thought make Harry feel like the hottest-burning thing in the universe?—

Or, Harry doesn’t know what comes first: the lies that shape his want, or his want, which shapes the lies. He only knows that there’s lies, and want. And Louis, of course.

🔥tie you down so you can float away by along the watchtower (NR, 10K) 

Harry makes a very pretty work of art. But it’s more than that, for both of them.

🔥Never Never Stop for Anyone (Sheylinson verse) by aimmyarrowshigh, spibsy (lucy_and_ramona) (E, 440K) This is a 10-part series of a polyamorous relationship between Louis, Harry, and George Shelley. Chock full of numerous kinks (read tags).

🔥Take Our Bodies Higher by louislittlehiccups (E, 21K) 

Harry wasn’t often caught off guard at his job anymore. He called different men Sir, Master, or Daddy for work almost every week, but he’d never been told he was a good boy in a voice quite like that.

In which Harry is a phone sex operator and Louis dials a wrong number.

🔥leave you drowning until you reach for my hand by orphan_account (E, 17K)

If Louis told him to do something that he really didn’t want to do, it would be different, but Louis’s never done that, never asked anything of Harry that he couldn’t handle. Except—except maybe this; to obey him without praise, reward, approval, or even mere acknowledgement.

🔥Only Thing That Can Quench My Thirst by eyesofshinigami (E, 7K)

Louis wouldn’t exactly call it a thing, his newfound fascination with the curly trail that starts below Harry’s bellybutton and disappears into his skinny jeans. It’s definitely not a thing. It’s just… Alright, maybe it’s a thing. And that’s okay.

🔥I’d do Niall by alongthewatchtower (E, 8K) 

Harry, the gorgeous idiot, doesn’t even pause to think about it. “I’d do Niall,” he says.

Or: Harry gets to do Niall. Because Louis gives his permission.

🔥trusting things beyond mistake by sarcasticfluentry (E, 10K)

“Is that even possible?” asks Harry.

All of them stare at him for several seconds, and then Louis says, “What, coming untouched?”

“Christ,” Zayn mutters, throwing his hands up. “This fucking band, I swear.”

…or, Harry wants to see if he can come without touching his cock and ends up getting more than he bargained for.

🔥So Baby Whenever You’re Ready by LoadedGunn (E, 9K)

“We were wondering if you could give us a hand. Or a brush.” Louis gestures to the wax warmer, but there’s no way Zayn’s taking his eyes off him right now. It… doesn’t look like he’s joking.

“We.”

Louis smirks at him, and starts scraping the wax off Harry’s back with a blunt fingernail. Harry makes this high noise, and Zayn wonders if he’s been holding his breath during Louis’ exchange with Zayn, but now that he’s got his attention back he can’t help himself. “Of course. He’s the one that got you standing here, isn’t he? Wanted to be extra loud and pretty so you’ll see what a good boy he is for his daddy.”

Or, the daddyfic sequel where Harry has a birthday, Louis is a good boyfriend, and Zayn’s the most helpful best mate ever.

🔥it’s you i want to take apart by orphan_account (E, 6K)

He will readily admit that he likes to make Harry squirm sometimes, but this actually isn’t about that—he just wants to help him get past whatever issue he has here. (And, okay, he also really wants to see what Harry would look like with lipstick on, because he bets it would be really pretty.)

🔥daddy daddy cool by sky_reid (E, 7K)

harry wakes up hard.

🔥You’ll Know What Makes The World Turn by objectlesson (E, 5K)

Sometimes, when things are messy and they have more than a few weeks apart, they need the reminder. It’s comforting to have stars to map your course by.

or, Harry’s blue bandana is a day collar.

Find the rest of my fic recs here

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Money in the Bank 2019 Review

On the pre-show, the Usos took on Daniel Bryan and Rowan, in a non-title rematch of their match a few weeks ago. I really don’t know why this was non-title, but whatever, no big deal. Before the match, The Usos called Bryan and Rowan Spongebob and Patrick, so that is how they are being written now. Bryan and Rowan worked on Jey’s leg, and pretty successfully cut off the ring from Jimmy. At one point, Rowan hit an awesome double superplex to both of the Usos. Jey nailed Bryan with a superkick, and went for a splash, but Bryan dodged and locked in a lebell lock, but Jey fought out. Both Usos tried to take down Rowan with suicide dives, but he caught both of them. They showered him with superkicks and then a double suicide dive to take him down. Bryan then went for a running knee, but at a superkick, before then hitting the double Us for the win.

Grade: B-. Decent action here, nothing too huge, but it is odd booking. Why not just do a tag match? Why must champions get pinned all the time in this company? Anyway, not the best way for the Earth’s champions to start off their reign, but that is fine. We will see a title mach between the two teams probably on Smackdown.

The Show opened up with the Women’s money in the bank Ladder Match. Competitors were Naomi (dressed as bumblebee to appeal to my geeky nature), Carmella, Nikki Cross, Mandy Rose, Ember Moon, Dana Brooke, Natalya, and Bayley. At the start of this match, I had a really big gut feeling that Mandy Rose was going to win here. I predicted Bayley, but I just couldn’t shake the feeling that it would be Mandy. Right at the bell, everyone started to brawl wildly, with Cross just beating the crap out of everyone. All competitors in the match were taking shots at each other whenever they could, and it gave the match a super chaotic feel. At one point, Carmella messed up her knee a bit, and just sorta told Rose to get away when she tried to attack. One cool spot was when Naomi jumped off several ladders that other competitors were holding, and hitting a flying ensiguri to Rose. Another cool spot saw a bunch of women trying to sandwich Naomi between two ladders, but she did a split to dodge them both. An interesting spot saw Natalya and Rose continually squash Bayley inside a ladder, and the second she got out, she at a split legged moonsault onto a ladder by Naomi. Natalya once knocked over a ladder and sent about four people into the ropes, but immediately ate an eclipse from Moon off of a ladder on the outside. Even Moon wasn’t safe, as she then took a glam slam onto a ladder. Mandy was about to climb up to the briefcase, but Carmella limped back out and the two brutally fought at ringside, with Carmella coming out on top. She was about to win when Sonya Deville ran into the ring to pull Carmella down and then spear her. Sonya then literally fireman carried Rose up the ladder to the briefcase, but Bayley ran interference and pushed them both off. Bayley then grabbed the briefcase for the win. 

After the match, Charly interviewed Bayley about her win and her future. Bayley said that she would definitely win the championship. They talked about her past with Sasha Banks in the tag division, almost as a screw you to Banks who has been out since mania.

Grade: B+. This was a really good car crash of a match. There were a whole bunch of wild spots, with my personal favorite being the eclipse from the ladder. Naomi probably was the mvp of the match, with a couple awesome spots. It was really really fun here, and the impending split of Fire and Desire was teased even more here. Rose is totally gonna stay heel while Deville will turn face. That seems pretty clear. And Bayley winning was an awesome booking decision. She really deserves it, and just needed a little nudge into the main event of the women’s division. 

Backstage, Sami Zayn tried to bug Triple H who was on the phone, and Trips was having none of it. Sami wanted to confirmed that Strowman wouldn’t interfere in his match, and apparently Strowman was banned from the building. He wanted more protection, but Trips refused.

Next match was Rey Mysterio vs. Samoa Joe for the United States Championship. Dominic was backstage, so that is fun. Joe absolutely annihilated Mysterio’s legs, but Mysterio fought back with his speed. Mysterio hit a senton early in the match and messed up Joe’s nose, which was bellding in a super cool way. But the match was over quickly after a spike rana from Mysterio, and then he got the pin. Dominic and Rey celebrated, even though Joe’s shoulder was not down.

After the match, Joe beat the crap out of Rey, planting him with two Uranagis as Dominic watched in horror. 

Grade: C. So, the last time one of their matches ended quickly was simply because Mysterio was injured. Unless they called an audible on this for a broken nose, I don’t know why this match was so short. What was there was fine, but it wasn’t a punch of huge moves, it just felt shockingly normal. I wish this was better, but I think the finish was just crap.

Backstage, Strowman was walking around looking to kill Zayn. So that is fun.

Then we had the steel cage match between Shane McMahon and the Miz. Shane desperately tried to escape right at the bell, but Miz just tore him down violently, and the two really brawled in the middle of the ring. Shane quickly went for the coast to coast, but Miz picked the leg and locked in the figure four for a submission sequence. Shane inched his way towards the door while in the hold, but Miz continued to hold on. Shane grabbed a chair while on the outside, and introduced it into the match. Miz attacked Shane with the chair, and even slammed the door on his head. Then he drilled him with a Skull Crushing Finale, but Shane got his foot on the rope, and that caused a break. The ref stopped the count, and even the commentators were confused because there should be no disqualifications. The crowd chanted bullshit, but the match went on. The two eventually fought on the top of the cage, and Miz pulled him off the top for a nasty bump. He followed it up with a splash for a near fall. Miz tried to superplex Shane into the ring as he was trying to escape, but Shane slipped out of his shirt and out of Miz’s grasp to fall to the floor and win. 

Grade: D+. Not nearly as good as their match at Wrestlemania. This had a lot of good retribution for Miz, but Shane really shouldn’t have won here. Miz could easily win and then they could have a rubber match. But this was just bad, right down to the botched foot on the rope spot, and the finish. Not good, which sucks because this feud is quite entertaining.

Backstage again, we saw that Strowman had hung Zayn but his shoes from a fence. Cool.

Into the cruiserweight division, Ariya Daivari took on Tony Nese for the Cruiserweight Championship. Daivari was playing the classic heel, using every dirty trick in the book to take on Nese. Daivari’s offense was really brutal, such as stomping the crap out of Nese’s face on the apron. Daivari was able to hit the persian splash and the hammerlock lariat, but Nese kicked out! Nese quickly fought back and hit the running nese to win.

Grade: C. Another not great match. Daivari doesn’t have a lot of dynamic offense, and he was in the lead for most of the match. It was really brutal, and I liked that. but it didn’t mesh well with Nese’s fast paced flying. Too bad, because this was the first cruiserweight match on the main pay per view card.

Backstage, Braun was addressed by Trips about attacking Sami. Braun acted like he didn’t know what was happening, but Trips just asked him to leave. Interesting.

They also announced Super Showdown, this year from Saudi Arabia, main evented by UnderTaker vs. Goldberg. Definitely a dream match, but about 20 years too late. Could be fun though. 

Then we had the first of Becky’s matches, Lacey Evans vs. Becky Lynch for the Raw Women’s Championship. Lacey came out with little money shooters, which was something, but not quite in her character I don’t think. The match started with a dynamic dropkick from Lynch, and she quickly got the advantage with a baseball slide. Evans worked over the arm of Lynch, so that it would make the disarmer much harder. Evans hit one cool looking combination, hitting a forearm, leg sweep and then a slingshot elbow drop for a near fall. The finish was a bit awkward, as Evans got a roleup on Lynch, but the ref didn’t count because he didn’t think the shoulders were down even though they were. But either way, Lynch then reversed it into a disarmer for the submission win.

Grade: B-. They actually looked pretty good together. I wasn’t sure about Evan’s wrestling ability, but she was good here. She isn’t the smoothest wrestler ever, but she certainly could be. She has potential. Lynch was great in this match as well, really selling her anger and acting like an anti hero again. I was happy to see that, and I was happy to see that outcome.

Right after that, as Lynch was trying to leave, Charlotte walked on down and said that the Smackdown Women Championship match was right then. Their match started, and it was wrestled at a much faster pace. The two traded super stiff shots in the middle of the ring, but it wasn’t long before Charlotte went for Lynch’s knee. At one point, Charlotte went for natural selection on the apron, but Becky held on to the ropes, and Charlotte crashed to the floor. As she was getting counted out by the ref, Evans ran down and hit Becky with a woman’s right. Charlotte then ran in, and after a tense rollup from Lynch that was only a near fall, Charlotte nailed a big boot for the win.

Grade: B. They really destroyed each other here. I thought that they beat the crap out of each other, and this wasn’t as one sided as I thought it might be. There was plenty of back and forth action from them, and I thought that the finish, while not something I agreed with, was well done. Good stuff to both ladies.

After the match, Lynch beat the ever living crap out of Evans, until the heels teamed up on Lynch and beat her down. As they were attacking, Bayley ran down with her new briefcase and started to fight off the bad guys. Charlotte nearly stood tall, but Bayley dodged a spear from her and Charlotte went straight into the turnbuckle. Bayley then cashed in, her Money in the Bank contract, and the match was underway.

Bayley nailed Charlotte with an elbow drop and actually won! I am shocked. I didn’t think that they would do the same finish as last year, but alright. I wish that Bayley would have held the briefcase for just a while longer, because I think that tension is what I really love about this stipulation. But I am also okay with Bayley being champion.

Backstage, Roman was walking around, and Elias just murdered him with a guitar to the back. That was a rough shot. Elias came out to ringside, and played on an electric guitar. Of course he got a bunch of heat by shitting on the city. Then he said that he loved none of them. Elias tried to leave, but Reign’s music hit and Roman flew out of the curtain with a superman punch. He rolled Elias into the ring and hit a spear for the win.

Grade: C+. Understand that I am grading this as a segment and not a match. The match was short and one move, but the segment was simple. Heel attacks, cuts a promo being a douche, and then gets beaten up by the guy he attacked. Roman sold that guitar shot for like 8 minutes too, so it makes sense that he was able to come out. That was a cool superman punch too, best I’ve ever seen. But it still robbed us of a match, so I gotta give it a negative grade. Kills me to say it, cuz I really liked this. 

And then we had AJ Styles vs. Seth Rollins for the Universal Championship. The two continuously traded both high impact moves and submissions, and it was going at a fast pace from the start. At one point, Styles went for a piledriver on the apron (very indy), but Rollins flipped out of it, only for Styles to hit a sliding knee anyway. Styles even countered a ripcord knee into a fireman’s slam onto the knee. Rollins hit a vicious frog splash for a near fall. Rollins hit an awesome reverse superplex into a reverse DDT for a near fall. At one point, Styles reversed a stomp into a calf crusher, for a submission sequence that ended in a stiff kick to the face from Rollins. Another point saw Styles counter the curb stomp into a styles clash, but Rollins still kicked out! Rollins fought back into it, and nailed a ripcord knee, superkick followed by a curb stomp for the win.

After the match, Styles was going to walk away, but came back into the ring. And he shook Rollins hand. No heel turn... yet.

Grade: A. Wow, this was a great match. They tore into each other, they went super fast, and they sold their asses off to show that they really are the best two guys in WWE. I think that this feud isn’t over quite yet, but I am okay with waiting a while for them to continue. They are awesome together, and I hope to see this more.

Then the Lucha House Party Came out, and they said that they were gonna have a party! Woo Hoo, Lars Sullivan came out and murdered all of them. He actually headbutt Kalisto so hard that he started bleeding, so I have reason to be worried about Kalisto.

Grade: B+. Monster hits little people. I like that. And this was really violent too, so I really like that. 

Next match was Kofi Kingston vs. Kevin Owens for the WWE Championship. The two came at each other with such anger in their eyes that you’d think they’ve been feuding for years. Early on, Kofi countered an Irish Whip into the stairs by jumping up to the top rope and hitting a double axe handle to the floor. At one point, Owens through Kofi into the post on the apron, and followed it up with a splash to the floor. At another, Kofi hit a brutal standing double stomp on the apron, and it made me wince. At one point, Kofi absolutely destroyed Owens with elbows to the back of the head, but Owens got free and hit a pop up powerbomb for only two. Kofi then hit the trouble in paradise, but the momentum sent him out of the ring. Owens was able to roll back into the ring, and then hit the stunner, but Kofi grabbed the rope. Owens then took Kofi’s shoes off for some reason, and then he went for a swanton, but Owens got the knees up. Kofi then hit the trouble in paradise for the win, even without shoes. 

Grade: B+. Fun match, and I loved the anger from both guys. They really went out there to beat each other down, and that really happened. We saw the old sadistic side of Owens, and that was really awesome. Kofi’s reign hasn’t ended yet, and I am all the happier for it. 

Before the main event, they talked about Super Showdown, and announced two more matches: Triple H vs. Randy Orton and Bobby Lashley vs. Braun Strowman. Two matches that sound pretty boring. Maybe Trips and Orton will be good though.

And finally, the men’s money in the bank ladder match: Baron Corbin, Finn Balor, Ricochet, Andrade, Ali, Drew McIntyre, and Randy Orton. On commentary, Cole talked about how someone attacked Sami Zayn, and Corey talks about how it was definitely Strowman. Saxton said that they didn’t see it, to which Corey replied, “You don’t see the wind but it is there.” This guy is hysterical. They all started brawling early on in classic multi man fashion. Orton literally back body dropped three people onto the announce table. I like to imagine that this was the most extreme spot he could think of in a ladder match. Orton started to climb to the briefcase, but Andrade springboard dropkicked the ladder to stop him. Corbin and McIntyre tried to work together throughout the match, but there were too many flippy people to do that. However, they were able to take out Orton with a massive claymore. At one point, Andrade sunset flip powerbombed Finn Balor off of a ladder, into a ladder suspended between the ladder and the rope. Problem was the when Andrade hit the ladder, it collapsed a bit and landed on a slant, making it a terrible angle when Balor landed. At anther point, Ali nailed Andrade with a spanish fly off the top of a ladder. Ali then got planted through the announce table by Corbin, and the crowd chanted “You still suck.” Corbin then attacked McIntyre on the outside, and then chokeslamed Balor onto the side of a ladder. Ricochet tried to take him out with a suicide dive, but Corbin caught him in a deep six. So, in revenge, McIntyre hit him with a claymore to finally take Corbin down. McIntyre procedded to hit a deadlift vertical suplex onto a prone ladder, which I really didn’t get because he was basically murdered during this match and was definitely not a threat. Ricochet tried to go up to grab the briefcase, but McIntyre pulled him down and just chucked him over the top rope and through a ladder bridged between the ring and announce table. When McIntyre tried to go up, Orton RKO’d him. Ali pulled Corbin off the ladder, and was about to grab the briefcase, but then Brock Lesnar just ran out out of nowhere and grabbed the briefcase for the win. What the fuck?

Grade: A-. So, I don’t know why the hell Lesnar was in the match, and why he was allowed to hide in the back and then come out and win. But the rest of the match was great, so I’ll focus on that, because the finish pissed me right off. The match was full of spots, and it featured a lot of story trops that I enjoy in these huge multi man matches. Corbin and McIntyre were the heel team that split up, Orton was the heel that was super opportunistic, Ricochet and Balor played the babyfaces that get the shit beaten out of them, while Ali was the underdog who felt like he had a chance. Andrade felt a lot like a desperate heel during this match, which was also good. They destroyed themselves and put on a hell of a match, really only a bit better then the ladies. If I could change something, obviously the finish, but also I would’ve switched the rolls of Ricochet and Balor, because Balor looked pretty weak for an Intercontinental Champion. 

Overall Grade: B-

Predictions Record: 6/11

Pros: Women’s MITB; SD women’s Championship; MITB cash-in; Universal Championship; WWE Championship; Sullivan beat down; Men’s MITB; neither Ricochet nor Ali died

Cons: United States Championship; Steel cage; Cruiserweight Championship; Men’s MITB finish; Finn Balor may have died; Zelina Vega lost her last name (pour one out)