- - - - - - - - - - - Louis hasn't had the best luck with boys this last year, or the last few years at college. So when a dating app ad appears while scrolling through Twitter. He really had nothing to lose. He never would've guessed that he got closer to the handsome bartender, Harry, than his actual date.

after his parents find out about his relationship, 18 year old louis breaks up with harry and goes off to college, not looking back. his girlfriend doesn't know about this part of his life, and she never will. it was a mistake, his parents told him. he'll never do it again, he promised. he's sure he was just confused, and what he felt wasn't real. so when he gets an invitation to his high school reunion, he decides to go. *** started: 5th june 2020 (posted on ao3 as well) highest rating: #712 in stylinson

Having a baby is not something most teenagers plan to do. Harry and Louis are no exception. - Obvious mpreg/abo[bottomlouis] Not fully edited but good enough - Spanish version on @LouHazz_Spanish

{COMPLETED} Louis, a 17 year old school boy, is the most sweetest boy you'd ever meet. Short and petite, a fiery ball of energy he was what people would say 'innocent' in many ways. He had everything anyone could ever wish for; a loving mother, 3 good friends and a respected life ahead of him. Yet all he ever wished for was someone to love him, his ultimate person for life. What will happened when a new boy at school comes into the picture? I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT THE STORYLINE

Ever since Harry stumbled into Rough Patch, Louis couldn't get him out of his head, whether it's teasing him about his music taste, or trying to see the blush that creeps over his face, or making the dimple in his cheek make an appearance. * "I work at a record store, love. Music is literally my job, I have taste." "I dj and host at a radio station, love." Harry retorted, mocking Louis' accent as best he could. But he didn't do a very good job of it. "Music is literally my job." "That's a good thing then, you've got a face for radio." Louis' voice was dripping in sarcasm, a smirk plastered on the shorter boy's face. Harry's eyebrows knit together, glaring down at the boy. "Are you calling me ugly?" Harry rolled his eyes and started to walk out of the store. "Wait," Louis called. Harry stopped on his heels, expecting an apology. "What radio station do you work for?" He asked instead. "What's it matter, since I've got no taste?" * Or the one where Harry works at a radio station and Louis works at a record store so they bicker over music. It's teasing and it's cute. * The playlist for this fic is in my bio * #16 in larrystylinson