"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
"I can assure you I've been through so much worse. So get up and stop being such a cry baby."
Larry Stylinson fanfiction. BDSM. Harry Dom and Louis is his sub of course. you should read this. trust me it'll be good **WARNING** MATURE CONTENT!
If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...
they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)