OMG OMG AU WHERE HARRY IS AN EMPLOYEE AT A STORE AND LOUIS WALKS IN AND ASKS FOR HELP AND THEY GET INTO A FIGHT ABOUT SOME RANDOM SHIT AND THEN HARRY GETS FRUSTRATED AND GOES LIKE “SEE THIS IS WHY ALL STRAIGHT MEN ARE PIECES OF SHIT” AND THEN LOUIS GOES “FUCK YOU BITCH GUESS WHAT I LIKE DICK TOO”
pls someone write this i need it to live in quarantine i would but i’m 46 updates behind on my fic rn i’m a CLOWN
The one in which two rivals at Hogwarts, Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson, hate each other’s guts, risk expulsion by playing pranks on each other every day, fake date and fail miserably at it, and destroy the Whomping Willow - but along the way, they manage to fuck up their dynamic.
(Which may or may not be partly due to their three mutual best friends that love making sexual innuendos about them - and who ship them so much that they run a fanpage along with Professor Malfoy.)
Handy recipe for this angst-filled fic: • one easily bothered Hufflepuff (Harry Styles) • one mouthy Slytherin (Louis Tomlinson) • one sensible human (Liam “Daddy” Payne) • one loud Irish boy (Niall “White Bread” Horan) • one iconic traitor (Zayn “Badboi” Malik) • sixty-nine cups of sexual tension ;) • one school full of Larry shippers • everyone’s second favorite gay couple (Drarry “OH MY FUCK” Matter)
When you read certain words in a larry fanfic, you immediately know who it’s referring to, faster than lightning. Fact of life. As true as the fact that at least half the fandom cried when Harry cut his hair. So in Larry fics, here’s how logic works:
Zayn = Greek god
Liam = puppy
Harry = “the curly boy”
Louis = “great ass”
Niall = tHe iRiSh oNe
If you don’t make this connection then HELLO NEWBIE :))
hello! so these are my top 10 larry fics, in order. (my personal definition of top fic is the story that i like to re read thousand times and never feel tired nor bored of it (+has an interesting plot)) I’ve been keeping this kind of message for so long, I actually forgot to answer. I’m sorry . so here they are:
At the age of twenty, Harry deals with things expected to occur at his age: student loans, instant meals, electricity bills, and the constant, incessant presence of never ending coursework.
That, and the job of raising his six year old daughter and avoiding the charm of a young, successful, and very off-limits Louis Tomlinson.
“We invited our new acquaintances from uptown. You’ve simply got to meet their oldest son!” said his mother with a flourish, and suddenly it became abundantly clear as to why his parents had so adamantly demanded he join them in Deansville for the entirety of the summer.
Against his wishes, Harry spends the holidays at his family’s summer estate, and is reluctantly pulled into a courtship he didn’t ask for. Harry doesn’t want to get married, but Louis does. They don’t fit, but then again they really, really do.
Vaguely set in the 1920’s. Headpieces, jazz, fashionable canes, and flapper dresses, and that.
five years ago, harry styles left his tiny home town to make it big as a recording artist. he didn’t have much regard for what he left behind - a life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone.
now, harry has everything he could possibly want: he’s rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. but when said boyfriend proposes to him, he’s forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and louis, who’s spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers harry sent him.
(or, an au based on the movie sweet home alabama.)
Louis goes to bed having ordered a nineteen year-old husband.
Louis is set to inherit the family farm after the death of his father, but after finding out that he needs to be married in order to do so, purchasing a nineteen year-old, mail-order husband named Harry Styles seems to be the easiest answer.
Louis is an angel who is just a little too bad to be good, Harry is a demon who is just a little too good to be bad, and they’re both a little too in love to be impartial when angels and demons go to war.
Louis has been alive since life was a mere concept; he watched the summoning of Man into existence, he was there when Eve took the apple. He’s seen seas break the world into separate pieces, he’s watched empires crumble into dust. He’s seen wildfire consume cities, he’s seen the world painted white with snow. He has known the most beautiful humans to walk the planet, he has watched the most powerful mortals gather their riches and influence around them and then die just like the poorest, weakest humans do. He’s met humans whose motives defy explanation, people who use their lives as battering rams, as tools, as weapons, as chess pieces.
It’s Louis’ senior year, and he’s dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he’s also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies “with benefits” was not exactly the plan.
Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren’t friends, and football is everything.
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.
Louis W. Tomlinson is the 23 year old son of a multi-billionaire, Simon Cowell, and working at his father’s company. Harry Styles is an 18 year old who just graduated high school and is taking a year off before going to college. Harry’s stepfather works for Louis’ father and they meet at an album release party that Robin request Harry attend with him. Louis is entranced by Harry and Harry is taken aback that the gorgeous Louis is interested in him. Harry has no idea what he’s getting himself into though. In a world of money, contracts, and jealousy… can a relationship ever really work? Or was it doomed from the start?
“Alright, alright. No need to bite,” Harry says, holding his hands above his head in a general gesture of surrender.
Louis quirks an eyebrow and his foot nudges Harry’s as he moves to sit straight. “If that’s what you think biting is, you’ve got another thing coming, Styles.”
Harry blinks at him before he feels his face flush and inside the marrows of his bones there’s pulses of heat, pulses of fire spreading through him. “Is that a threat, your Highness?”
“That’s a promise,” Louis answers just as the car halts to a stop. “One I intend to keep.”
Harry is a journalist with a lot of secrets and Louis is the future king of the United Kingdom; they live together for 60 days.
(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.)
