When Darcy finds a trunk full of old photographs from the 1950s and a journal belonging to someone called H, she seeks help from her grandmother who directs her to H himself. The journal is full of years' worth of entries. A love story between H and L. The only problem is it doesn't add up with the photographs to Darc...
Dalliance Noun /ˈdalēəns/ a brief casual romantic or sexual relationship. I would tell you how they met, how their love story if that's what you chose to call it, but showing you may be easier, it may explain the sides of their story in full.
"So, you want to be a snobby journalist?" Louis says with a smirk. He lets go of Harry's hand, but Harry finds himself wishing he didn't. It gave him a bit of comfort and took a bit of the anxiety off his chest. "No," Harry says quickly. "No, I want to write for a magazine or be a photographer for a magazine... or som...
WARNING: PHYSICAL ABUSE Louis Tomlinson deserves an Oscar. He swears it. He thinks that Harry Styles deserves one too. Being roommates with Harry Styles for four years, watching him fall in love with the worst people and taking hits that he doesn't deserve, and then Louis pretending like he doesn't see it and that it...
He wants to take it back, he wants to make it so this isn't how it has to be. But he can't. He wants to hold the pieces of Harry together until they stay, but he knows that he did this, it's his fault that Harry's broken like this. He felt Harry fall apart in his hand as he forced his signature, he felt him shatter ag...
Harry and Louis have been friends since they were young, only living a street apart for years. They played with toy trains and paper airplanes, they walked into their very first and very last day of primary school hand in hand, they asked each other embarrassing questions that left their cheeks tinted pint as they nav...
*WARNING* Drug use and nonconsensual sex When Harry gets home, after he's dragged his sore body up the stairs, he lays on the tile floor under the scalding hot water in the shower, fully clothed, until it runs freezing cold over him. He tries to cry, to do something to make his body feel normal, but he can't. It's lik...
Louis self-sabotages relationships as soon as he feels he's getting too comfortable. He thinks that he doesn't deserve the love that others are offering him because how could he when he can't give them the same love back?
It's been ten months since One Direction decided to go on hiatus. They said hiatus and Harry meant it, but he knows the rest of the boys meant breaking up. Harry won't let it go, the second the boys say they want it back, Harry will be the first one running to them. He will be the first one running to Louis, just as h...
Harry knows damn well that Lou would ruin himself for him over and over and over again. He knows this because he has done it a million little times before.
Harry didn't want to sit and wait for Louis to text him. He didn't want to check his phone over and over, minute after minute, but he did. Harry grieved for the living. Louis and Harry had been in contact via text and the occasional call on and off for the past three years. They would meet for tea when Louis came to H...
Harry takes great pride in being everything that his father hates. He loves finding new things that his father despises and when he does, he integrates them into his personality. It's like a fun little game that Harry gets to play. The only thing that Harry didn't plan for, was that he truly does like boys, it isn't a...
Harry's face is red, and his heart is beating so fast he's scared it'll stop. Harry feels confidence swimming in his chest. Would you mind if I kiss you?" Louis smiles and faces Harry, "aren't you supposed to wait for the end of the night for that?" Harry cups Louis' cheek with his free hand and leans in. "Maybe. Is t...
"Flirting again? Are you trying to throw me off, so I'll get eliminated?" Louis says half-joking. Harry's eyes widen. "No, not at all, I don't want you to go, I want just-" "All contestants on stage!" The stage manager calls. "That'll be us," Louis says, he grabs Harry's wrist before he can walk off. "For what it's wo...
"You're a part of my job," Louis spits back trying not to sound irritated. Louis knows he's right; he knows that he bends his rules for Harry, that he gives him special treatment, that he gives Harry more of himself than anybody else gets. "Okay," Harry finally says. "I understand. I just thought," Harry sighs. "It d...
Another day, another life. That's what it always feels like. Another day passes by, another life comes and goes, another second, another minute, another hour, passes by just like his. It's not complicated, it's not messy, it's just what it is now. Harry doesn't think he can take much more, everything hurts, everythin...
So, Harry turns on a playlist that he had made Louis, and they let their tea get cold as they dance in the kitchen with the moon lighting their faces and silly smiles and the entire world at their feet. "You're like the moon," Louis tells Harry as he lets Harry spin him around the kitchen singing in his ear. "Quiet an...