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PREHISTORIC PART TWO

Summary: Talia is a singer inspired by the man who broke her heart. The man who left her to pursue his career in the music industry without a second thought. The man who happens to be Harry Styles and is paying her show a visit.

Part One

Roman found me in the alleyway, still staring at the space Harry had previously taken up. A fragrance of clean linen and a hint of spice still hung in the air. The nostalgia of his familiar unchanged scent— even after all these years— threatened to wrap itself around my throat and squeeze until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I’m not saying I just saw Harry Styles cry,” Roman began. “But I’m pretty sure he was close to tears.”

Roman’s voice was like a punch to my gut. This little bubble of conflicting feelings I had resided in for the past few minutes was immediately popped at the presence of his voice.

“What’s going on, Tal?” Roman noticed my defeated posture. “You look like you just saw a ghost.”

“I feel like I did.” And it was true. This image I’ve had in my head ever since I put the lyrics of Prehistoric on paper, just happened to come true tonight. I always wished he could hear the words I was thinking, feel the emotions I let cause me dread. I wished I could sing this song to him and he would fall to his knees and beg for me back. Apologize for everything he put us through.

Then here he was. Whole. New. A priceless sparkle in his eyes that hadn’t previously been there-- but yet he was the same.

And it caused me so much anger that I had even surprised myself.

“You two had a thing, didn’t you?" Roman asked. If I hadn’t been so emotionally drained, I could have picked up on the hint of sadness his words held.

I nodded.

Roman pressed, "Does he want you back?"

I shrugged. "I don't know what he wants."

"Do you want him back?"

I don't know what I want. "No," I lied.

Roman was silent for a beat before, "Did he invite you back to his place?"

If this was anyone else, I wouldn't have allowed the excessive amount of questions. Besides my music, I was a fairly private person and my band knew that. The boys all knew that the only piece of me they would get would be the part I let them see when I jotted down lyrics on napkins in bars or came to rehearsal with papers stacked on crumbled papers that I wrote in the manic hours of the night.

At this point in my life, Roman was one of the only people I let close to me. So, I let his numerous amount of questions roll off my back because I knew they were only asked out of genuine concern.

I let out a long breath. "Yeah." Straightening my back, I attempted to look more like myself. "He said if I wanted to talk about things, he'd be at his hotel until tomorrow."

There was something indecipherable on Roman's face as he asked, "Are you going to go?"

Honestly, I didn't know. A part of me knew I wouldn't be able to sleep knowing he was so close and willing to talk. Another part of me wanted to bury that part of my life once and for all. I settled for an easy answer that would give Roman a peace of mind. "No. Of course not." But even I didn't believe it.

At my answer, Roman stepped closer to me. So close that I could feel his breath on my forehead and see the pulsing veins in his arms that he usually got after a good show.

"Good," he whispered, before closing the gap between us and placing his lips on my own.

It wasn't that I hadn't kissed anyone since Harry and I broke things off. I had experienced my share of one night stands and attempts at dating— usually after I saw on Twitter that Harry was caught with someone new, but that's besides the point.

The point is, I'm not sure why my entire body rejected Roman's lips on my own. It should have been effortless. It would have been so easy for us to fall into this relationship after all we shared in common. We had been close friends after all—and in another life, I truly believe that he would have made me happy.

Unfortunately for my happiness, it wasn't this easy and all I could think about is the smell of clean linen and spice that still hung in the air from a man that still had every possible grip on my heart. It wasn't fair, I thought, that after two years, he waltzes back in and changes everything once again.

Maybe he didn't change anything at all. Maybe it had always been there.

I pushed Roman off. "I- uh... I'm sorry," I muttered, thinking of green eyes. "I just can't do this right now."

Roman let out a breath, composing himself. "I understand," he reaffirmed, always kind, always patient. "when you're ready, you know where to find me."

I nodded, thankful— but also a bit uneasy. I don't think I could ever give him what he deserved in a world where Harry Styles existed.

In the end, I walked away. Packing up my things and hailing a taxi back to my apartment.

HARRY’S POV

I don't know what I expected.

For her to run back into my arms? Cry and kiss me? No, none of that...

Doesn't mean that I hadn't hoped for it though.

It had been a couple hours since I left the bar where Talia was playing. She'd been... absolutely electrifying on that stage. She sang and moved with such a magnetism and passion that I haven't seen in the music industry in a very long time. When she placed the microphone up to her mouth, you couldn't look away— and if you were able to, it was physically painful. As if ripping your eyes off this bundle of light was the most unnatural action known to man.

I had heard the songs before. When her band released their EP on Spotify, I couldn't bring myself to listen to her voice on my two thousand dollar lavish speakers. It felt wrong. Instead, I pressed play in my car and drove endlessly through the night, as if my aimless driving would land me back on her front doorstep—wherever that might have been. I knew undoubtedly what songs were about me, I could hear the hurt that I had caused when I initially left for L.A or when I had eventually stopped answering her calls. The pained lyrics were so overwhelming that I drank for three days straight. Then, when a friend of mine pulled me out of my stupor, I wrote about it.

God, I filled up notebooks with lines about her. How I was guilty, how I was mad that she didn't try harder when we were together, how I was frustrated that none of our friends would talk to me anymore, but ultimately how much I still loved her after a year and how terrified I was that I would live the rest of my life with this weight on my chest.

I checked my email, trying to pass the time. I knew deep down that Talia wasn't going to come to the hotel. She had every right not to. Not after all the shit I’ve done.

A subject line of an email caught my eye, it was labeled: Talia.mp3.

My heart dropped to my stomach; I had almost forgotten that I had sold this song to Mikaela Straus months back. Hesitantly, I opened the email as if the song would play before I clicked on it—before I was ready to hear it.

The email read:

Harry,

This track is absolutely killer. Thank you for sharing it with me and letting me tell this story for you. I'm sorry for whatever caused you to write it, because that pain feels so real. I hope I did Talia justice.

xx Mikaela

After my three-day drunken depression, I experienced—what my friends called—a resurrection. I put myself in the studio and wrote until my fingers bled. We banged on instruments, used up ink pens, and tore papers from writing too quickly. In the midst, a song named Talia was born.

It was too raw, too personal for me, that I couldn’t release it. I could barely even sing it without being hit with a wave of emotion. If I released it, I knew my fans would connect the dots and as much as I wanted her music to blow up, I knew she would never forgive me for her career always being tied to this desperate song about her. But the words deserved a chance to take their own form, so I sold it to Mikaela—or King Princess, as she goes by—to let the lyrics breathe on their own. Even if I had released it as my original, I would never be able to perform it live and the speculation and questioning would eventually drive me mad.

My finger did this strange dance where it hovered above the hyperlink to the song. I felt like I couldn’t bring myself to play it. It was like opening a piece of my diary and letting someone else read it out loud for the world to hear.

But the emotions were real. I had experienced them. Even if I had caused them, I deserved to feel them and acknowledge the pain that resided in my chest.

After a small deliberation, I hit play.

There was a slight crescendo of a piano before Mikaela’s voice emitted from my laptop speakers.

“Hey, my love

buried you a month or two ago.

I keep thinking that you’re standing on my floor

That you’re waiting there for me…”

After the third time hitting play, I fell asleep to Mikaela’s voice cracking as she sang the name Talia.

Talia’s POV

It was 4 a.m.

I spent 3 hours after I got home pacing my living room. Another hour spent scrubbing my body of any trace of the night. Another hour cleaning my apartment. I was absolutely manic. I couldn’t breathe properly without the weight of anxiety on my chest. I also couldn’t sit still knowing that a five minute drive away, Harry sat in a hotel room.

So here I was. In front of room 310 at a fucking Hilton Hotel. I was staring at the door, trying to will myself to knock.

You deserve closure, I thought to myself.

My fist rapped against the thick door.

I stood there.

Thirty awkward seconds went by.

I couldn’t bring myself to knock again. Letting my eyes continue to stare at the gray of the door as if it would give me x-ray vision into a room where Harry was.

A minute went by… then two.

Defeated, I felt like sobbing. I had been driving myself mad all night for him to just not answer? No, I wasn’t going to accept this. He couldn’t just show up at my show after two years of not seeing him. After completely ripping my heart out of my chest.

I banged louder on my door. If he chose to ignore this knock, I knew other residents in this hallway wouldn’t.

There was a slight scuff on the other end, a jingle of a lock being removed, then the tentative movement of a door opening.

Harry stood in front of me. His hair was in disarray, curls standing up in all directions, along with a red mark across his face—where I guessed his arm had been tucked under his cheek as he slept.

He was also shirtless, but I tried my best not to ogle at the number of new tattoos that covered his chest.

“Talia.” The grogginess from sleep laid a warm blanket across his British accent, wrapping his words in a soft rasp. If I could ever manage to recreate that tone in my music, I swear I would make millions.

“Hi,” I whispered.

There was a moment of peace as I stood outside his door. A boy and a girl staring at each other outside a hotel room at 4 a.m. There was a wave off complex and overwhelming feelings that were drowning me. Above all else, there was an intense urge not to run into his arms that I was desperately fighting off like a bad cold.

I sniffled.

“Come in,” he said.

And I walked in, because how could I ever say no?

Anons are open if you need to talk about ;)

Song mentioned in this part is Talia by King Princess.

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Monthly Reads | August 2019

Oh, look, it's the 28th again! Celebrating the launch of Gucci's new fragrance and the fantastic new pics I had to reread Landslide. Other than that there are 21 fics in this list - and like always: so many thanks go out to all the amazing authors in this fandom who share their stories with us! ♥

Landslide | aimmyarrowshigh , spibsy (lucy_and_ramona) | historical - 1970s - cults - undercover - psychological drama - racism - period typical attitudes - internalized homophobia - PTSD - and more...please read all the tags carefully - 143k The year is 1976. In November, Jimmy Carter will take control of the White House. Americans are meeting Laverne & Shirley at their apartment in Milwaukee. Hotel California diverges from the reign of Kool & the Gang. And the FBI is still reeling from the repercussions of Watergate, the tragedy at Wounded Knee, Operation Family Secrets, and the strategic terrors of the anti-cult movement. That's what Special Agent Harry Styles has been told is the basis of his mission to an abandoned farmhouse in rural New Hampshire. With his hair grown out long and his shirt untucked, he's going undercover to do reconnaissance on suspected cult leader Louis Tomlinson, who has led a group of people out into the middle of nowhere, leaving no record of the life he'd had before. All Harry knows is what the agency gave him: Tomlinson's name, and instructions to figure out what he's doing with the eleven people he brought with him. In the year that Harry spends undercover and under Louis Tomlinson's wing, he learns more than he ever expected.

I Drove All Night (To Get To You) | lovelarry10 | famous/not famous - strangers to lovers - pining - fluff - 23k Harry’s job as a chauffeur for the rich and famous was not as flashy as he’d thought. Late nights having to listen to the ridiculous demands and whims of these high profile clients leaves him disheartened with the world he thought was all glitz and glamour. One night his boss asks him a favour. To collect one last client before he clocks off. Only problem is when that client gets into the car it’s Louis Tomlinson. As in Harry’s all time crush. As in future husband and father of all his children Louis Tomlinson. He can be cool and professional, right?

Live Like You Were Dying | YesIsAWorld | car accidents - love confessions - self discovery - 2k I’m in love with you. The phone fell from his hand, and the world went black.

Calling Clifford | noellehenry | fluff - humor - 10k The summer AU where Clifford has his own peculiar ways of matchmaking.

Home Remedies | kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) | friends to lovers - smut - 4k Louis’ hiccups just won’t stop. Harry, his roommate and best friend, is willing to do anything to help.

Traffic Light | dinosaursmate | Traffic Light Party - smut - friends with benefits - 7k Harry, a university student fresh out of a relationship, attends a Traffic Light Party. He knew all about the red, yellow and green cups, but the blue one confuses him. What does DTF mean, anyway?

Down On the Farm | kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) | bonfires - farm/ranch - smut - 5k Every Friday night there's a steady cloud of dust That leads back to a field filled with pickup trucks Got old Hank crankin', way up loud Got coolers in the back, tailgates down There's a big fire burnin' but don't be alarmed It's just country boys and girls gettin' down on the farm — “Down On the Farm” by Tim McGraw

Driving On The Wrong Side, Thinking Of You | dinosaursmate | Marcel AU - implied/ referenced homophobia - High School AU - friends to lovers - promiscuity - 25k Louis is the most popular guy in sixth form. Don't get the wrong idea, he's a good guy, and he absolutely won't stand for his friends teasing his neighbour, Marcel.

Restless Lane | jaerie | a/b/o - secret identity - childhood friends - secrets - friends to lovers - angst - 14k Louis had grown used to his boring life back in Mississippi as a stand-in father figure to his siblings. He never expected his childhood friend to show up on his lawn with the heat of summer or that he would remind Louis how much of himself he'd tucked away and neglected. He also never expected to find himself caught up in a tangled web of feelings or secrets that just might break him. Maybe he had never known Harry at all.

Waiting for the tides to meet | nauticalleeds (metamorphosis) | soulmates - pining - miscommunication - angst - fluff - friends to lovers - slow burn - 60k Soulmate AU. Everyone is born with heterochromia — one eye is their own eye colour, while the other is the colour of their soulmate's. It's only when they meet their soulmate for the first time that their own eyes match properly. After a hazy night at a frat party, Louis wakes up to blue eyes and the shocking realization that he had met his soulmate, without any sober recollection. Seven years pass where Louis comes to terms with the fact that he'll never know who his soulmate is. Then one fated summer, a beautiful green-eyed photographer arrives at Louis' workplace, with promises of endless laughter and a familiar feeling in Louis' heart. Featuring a lovely cup of OT5, a road trip down the coast, and a scene where Harry eats a whole head of lettuce. Don't ask why.

If I Stay | Rearviewdreamer | Walk In The Clouds AU - fake/pretend relationship - mpreg - slow burn - 37k Harry and Louis agree to a temporary arrangement that Harry can't seem to walk away from no matter how many times he tries.

Mirror Touch | pinky_heaven19 | Synesthesia - hurt/comfort - fluff - pining - strangers to lovers - 58k The one where Harry owns a second-hand clothing store, and Louis is a radio host. Louis has mirror-touch synesthesia, which makes him experience what people around him feel. He feels a lot around Harry.

In Your Black Heart (Is Where You'll Find Me) | graceling_in_a_suit | a/b/o - omega/omega - pirates - historical - 36k Louis Tomlinson has been lying for five years. His crew sees him as a pirate, a Captain, and an alpha; only two of those are the truth. He was content to let the illusion go on forever, but an omega named Harry Styles just had to join his crew and get his warm-vanilla stink all over Louis' best laid plans. Or: the story of The Captain and The Carpenter.

Supposed to Be | kikikryslee | High School - stereotypes - enemies to friends to lovers - slow burn - hate to love - 26k The Geek Charming AU where Harry's a film geek, Louis' a popular jock, and they both need each other to get what they want.

Meet me where the tulips grow | tempolarriefics | study abroad - fluff - 19k The one where Harry studies abroad and falls in love with both the city of Amsterdam and the boy he explores it with.

When i'm set alight | mixedfandomfics | teacher AU - hate to love - misunderstandings - 14k Louis and Harry hate each other. Always have, always will. No one is quite sure how they will handle it when their favorite students ask them to lead a new LGBT club at their school.

Breathe In, Breathe Out | dinosaursmate | friends to lovers - pining - 12k Louis Tomlinson begins visiting a new pub on his lunch break, mostly because he really fancies Harry, the cute, curly-haired barman. As Louis gears up to ask him out, he doesn't realise that there is a huge stumbling block in his way: Harry is taken, and by someone rather familiar.

I am mad all about you | godslut | med students - coffe shop - 5k Harry is a pre-med student trying to quit coffee. louis pretends to be spider-man to make kids laugh.

Welcome Back From The Friend Zone | 2tiedships2 | a/b/o - friends to lovers - fake/pretend relationship - mutual pining - 32k The one where an idea to create a fake wedding with the sole intent to receive gifts from billionaires took a turn no one, but also everyone, saw coming.

A Life That's Good (series) | lovelarry10 | fluff - kid fic - adoption - light angst - 66k Harry and Louis were married young, but always knew that they wanted a family together. Soon, through adoption, Hope came into their lives, and was later joined by her younger brother Oscar. Join the Tomlinsons on their journey in family life. ① You're My Only Hope Harry and Louis have been hoping to start a family for a while, but it hasn't happened for them just yet. With the surprise arrival of a newborn baby on the doorstep at work, are their family dreams about to become reality? ② Tiny Dancer It's Hope's first ballet recital, and Harry and Louis are more than excited to watch their four year old daughter perform for the first time. ③ Who You Are Things are going wonderfully for Harry and Louis. Their family has never been stronger. When a connection to their son’s past appears out of nowhere, it makes them wonder what lies ahead for the future of their family. ④ We Got Love Harry and Louis thought their family was complete. They were wrong. ⑤ Follow Your Arrow Hope has a crush, but she’s scared to tell her parents, especially Louis. Harry helps her figure out how to break the news to her other dad, who is ultimately nothing but wonderful. ⑥ Summer Love The Tomlinsons are off on a summer holiday before it’s time for everything to change...

Night Changes | colourexplosion | soulmates - supernatural elements - werewolves - light angst - 40k Louis and Harry are soulmates. (With a twist.)

From The Heart | jacaranda_bloom | coffee shop AU - 25k Every Tuesday, Louis spends his day off holed up in his favorite coffee-come-bookshop, writing his little stories as part of the WordPlay challenge while daydreaming about the resident barista, Harry. Each week a new word prompt is revealed and Louis adds to his series of short stories about Henry, the owner of a B&B in the Cotswolds who has curly hair and dimples, Lewis, his long term guest who just happens to be a writer, and Tigger, Henry’s cat. As Louis and Harry’s friendship develops, could his fantasy world spill out into real life? And how does that reader who leaves the lovely comments with the teacup emoji seem to be able to read Louis’ mind? ① Henry and Lewis Louis hangs out in his local coffee shop to work on his weekly WordPlay Prompt, speaks to his beloved muse aka Harry the gorgeous barista, embarrasses himself in front of said muse, and receives a comment on AO3 from his favourite reader. ② Smuturday Louis struggles with this week's WordPlay prompt before finding inspiration, and a date, in an unexpected place, and could there be more going on with his favourite reader than he originally thought. ③ Tea For Two Louis grapples with what to do about his new found suspicions over his favourite readers real-life identity. ④ Life Imitating Art Louis is taken on a very real journey through his fic back catalogue - life has never imitated art so salaciously. ⑤ Entertain Me All good things must come to an end, including the WordPlay challenge. But while Louis has mixed emotions about its end, and struggling to make sense of the final prompt, he is relishing every aspect of his newly revitalised personal life.

#28th appreciation #1d fanworks appreciation #monthly reads #fic rec #my reads #my fic rec #larry fics

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onlysweetkiwii · 5 years

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Masterlist

request these numbers

Harry styles imagines

always there :

harry is at studio while missus and harry’s son is sick

• real love :

harry’s son couldn’t stop himself when a reporter called his mother names.

• you’ll forget tomorrow :

harry showed up drunk at y/n’s porch

• safe in your arms :

harry gave y/n silent treatment while they’re at club and y/n felt sick.

• my strong woman :

when y/n feels overwhelmed and runs, then she find herself in a strange neighborhood.

• little incident :

y/n is out with their child and she gets hurt by paparazzi.

• never enough :

y/n feels insecure and harry helps her.

• grounded :

y/n and harry’s teenage son is in trouble.

• when I’m gone :

y/n and harry fight so y/n returns to her parent house.

• possessive boyfriend :

harry gives silent treatment because he’s possessive.

• I’m good,don’t worry :

they’re going to a tv show and y/n feels sick.

• two ghosts

• jealous pumpkin :

they’re having a small fight which end up with little sex.

• James corden carpool :

• My husband and child :

you visit harry on tour while you’re pregnant .

• meet up again :

y/n is Harry’s ex, they meet up and finds out they both feel the same as before and they love each other.

• kissing under mistletoe :

y/n meets harry at a Christmas party .

• sick harry .

• family union .

• kidnapped :

your son gets kidnapped .

• labor day .

• mad at airport .

painted stars pt.1 .

painted stars pt.2 .

blurb list:

• Without you nothing makes sense. And I’m trying to move on and learn how to live without you. But for some reason I can’t.

• first child, harry have another child with another woman.

• I don’t know if you’re busy or ignoring me.

• y/n found some photo at her doorstep and it was Harry’s nude with some girl.

• Don’t be scared, were in this together .

• Let’s make babies ” little did he knows I can’t.

Niall horan imagines:

• stargazing .

• I thought I would be in extreme pain after what he did to me. I feel nothing

Zayn malik imagines:

• Dad… he’s the one .

• Erik Durm imagine .

#harry styles imagine #harry #styles #harry styles #liam payne #Niall Horan #imagine niall horan #imagine liam payne #louis tomlinson #imagine louis tomlinson #zayn malik imagine #one direction #imagine one direction

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thetraficante · 5 years

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YAY!!!! im sorry for this..... Edit but we have reached the end of 20gayteen and as always we’ve had wonderful incredibly well written fics by amazing, dedicated authors in every single corner of the 1d fandom, thank you SO MUCH for sharing your talent w us! i know that sometimes you feel like your work isnt appreciated enough, and im sorry for that because your talent is massive and we’re so lucky to have such legendary ppl writing stories out of their love for the 1d members. keep writing! keep doing what you love! you’ll always have an audience <3

this list is by no means Objective, its only a compilation of the 10 fics ive reread and yelled about the most. thank you to all the following authors for making me laugh, cry, gasp and shout! (for some of you i would’ve chosen more fics, your talent has produced many masterpieces in ONE year, how cool is that?)

now in a minute by @avocadolouie

13 feels like yesterday for many people, but for Louis it actually was.

More than anything in the world, Louis Tomlinson dreams of growing up. Simply skipping over all of the awkward, embarrassing years of teenage existence and getting on with life. Real life.

So when thirteen-year-old Louis wakes up in the body of his thirty-year-old self, he expected everything in his adult life to be picture perfect. And maybe it is. He has it all…or so it seems.

Except his favorite person and lifelong best mate, Harry Styles, is totally missing from the equation and Louis doesn’t understand why. He has a lot of catching up to do and as adult life turns out to be more than what he bargained for, Louis can’t help wondering why a life that seemed so perfect, feels so empty.

Or the 13 going on 30 au that should have been done years ago.

the second hand unwinds by @fullonlarrie

Louis Tomlinson is one of the first members of NASA's top secret Chrono Exploration Program. When things go wrong and he's sent further back in time than planned, he has no other option than to show up on his ex-boyfriend's doorstep.

just call me inspiration by @hereforlou

The truth is Louis knows he’s going to hell, if there is such a thing, but it isn’t because he writes erotic fiction for a living. If anything, it’s because his muse, the reason he’s inspired to write about people shagging in increasingly creative ways everyday, is the sweetest, loveliest, most genuine (and completely oblivious) future children-book illustrator in the world.

(Or, the one where Louis is a writer, Harry is an art student, and they inspire each other in very different ways.)

make your words a weapon by @helloamhere

There’s no single path forward from the connection, no truth other than the truth that the person whose words you carry is out there, an undefined something that you’re going to have to deal with.

In whatever way you can possibly deal with meeting the stranger who's always been there, and always been missing.

OR: Louis is a music critic, Harry is a rockstar, soulmates are destiny but no one ever said destiny was easy, music is everything.

the road less travelled by by @freetheankles

Louis was a lumberjack happy to be living his life alone in what could qualify as Middle Of Nowhere, Canada.

Every morning, he went out into the woods, cut his logs, then came home at dusk to a scalding hot shower and a good book by the fireplace. Rinse and Repeat. He had a good life, quiet and peaceful; simple. Not a secluded one as Niall annoyingly claimed.

Louis certainly didn't need some chatty trespasser dropping into his life, his forest, his home. Invading his space, his circle of friends, touching his stuff, asking questions about his husband. His late husband.

A trespasser who wasn’t supposed to crawl under his skin, occupy his thoughts, and steal his heart from where Louis had locked it safely away, only to put it right back on Louis’ sleeve — where it once laid.

No, Louis definitely didn’t need Harry.

for as long as i can remember (it’s been december) by @greenfeelings

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it’s not the first time they meet.

Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won’t come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can’t forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty.

when the sun won’t let you sleep by @allwaswell16

Four years ago, Louis Tomlinson left the UK to live on an Antarctic research station for reasons best left in the past. He’s carved out a life for himself on the ice and has dedicated himself to his research, his friends, and especially the Halley VI research station. He’s less than thrilled when he learns that Harry Styles, a glaciologist from another base who once broke his heart, will be coming to Halley, and he’s definitely unprepared for the upheaval Harry brings with him.

promise in the sky by @hazzabeeforlou

AU in which Harry Styles, a naïve, repressed, socially awkward Midwestern highschooler tries to navigate his fundamentalist evangelical parents and radically progressive older sister. He’s doing an okay job of this until the Tomlinson family starts attending Lakeside Baptist Church and a boy named Louis changes everything. Harry is forced to come to grips with his true self when Louis becomes more than just his best friend; but their relationship opens a can of worms and sends them on the most painful, heartbreaking journey of their young lives. They risk everything and nearly lose, and Harry learns that perhaps only one Bible verse is true: that perfect love casteth out fear.

buried like treasure by @becomeawendybird

Prince Harry Styles is very private. He chooses to keep himself out of the public eye but feels lonely and isolated while surrounded by people in his hectic royal life. When he finishes his dissertation, he decides to take a solo holiday to one of the royal family's properties in the Swiss Alps.

Semi-retired thief Louis Tomlinson has been pulled in for one last job: steal a painting from an uninhabited mansion. Neither one of them expects a natural disaster.

take a chance on me by @velvetnoodle

Harry Styles, former member of the hugely successful boyband Status Single, returns to his hometown of Holmes Chapel with his daughter nine years after the band broke up and he disappeared from the limelight. Convinced he’s faded into obscurity by now, Harry deems this the perfect place to give his daughter a stable childhood, which includes signing her up to play football at the local club, of course.

The only problem is the coach, Louis, seems to dislike him. Like really, really dislike him. Which drives Harry mad, because everyone likes him. Everyone. So when he finds out Louis’ flat has flooded and he’s got nowhere to stay, Harry is quick to offer up his spare room in the hopes of winning the other man over.

(aka the Strangers to Enemies to Friends to Lovers Roommate AU you didn’t know you needed, feat. Single Dad!Harry, Footie Coach!Louis, a precocious 9 year old, a band of meddling family members, an overly excited labradoodle, an extremely Done cat, and a Shiall wedding you’ll never forget.)

#my fic rec #larry fic rec #top ten fics of 2018 #lmao im the worst i waited till the very last moment to post this

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