• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely...
Harry is a broke high school student about to go to college. He jokes with his friends about getting a sugar daddy to pay for everything, but he didn't actually expect one to show up, either.
[Complete] Harry is a sassy bitch with a lot of problems. Louis tries to tame him.
What happens when the wide world famous star falls for a feminine boy?! Harry Styles. A boy who likes to dress in a pretty clothes that makes him feel beautiful and boost his confidence a bit. After being told by many how abnormal it is. He tries his best to ignore those comments. But sometimes it's just too hard! Lou...
They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school...
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}
"Oh daddy, I wish I could kiss you right now." Harry whimpered. "I wish that too, baby boy." Louis answered. Or a story where Louis is a singer and Harry is a well known model, and Louis' baby.
It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.
Harry Styles was a new student. He wore pink skirts and crop tops, and you can't forget the laced panties underneath. Louis is most favorited teacher in the school, but when he sees the boy for the first time take a seat in the front of the class, he can't imagine anything other than bending that little boy over his d...