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meanandmine · 1 year
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"Black and white film camera,
Yellow sunglasses,
Ash tray, swimming pool,
Hot wax, jump off the roof"
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ao3feed-larry · 10 months
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what's left of my halo's black
by LiveLaughLoveLarry
As Harry sucks lovebites into Louis’ neck, Louis hopes that maybe one day those marks will cover the way he can still feel Alex’s handprints burned into his flesh. As Harry’s nails drag scratches along Louis’ back, Louis hopes that maybe one day the scabs on his heart will heal and drop away just like the scabs on his skin. As Harry fucks him down into the mattress, the bed shaking with every thrust, Louis hopes that maybe one day his mouth will forget the shape of Alex’s name, won’t trace it over and over as the heat builds inside him, won’t want to scream it when he comes. Maybe one day he’ll open his eyes, as he slowly floats down from his post-orgasm haze, and won’t expect to see Alex’s face softly smiling back at him. But today is not that day.
  Based on the song "Holding On To Heartache" by Louis Tomlinson
Words: 22339, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Jay Tomlinson, Tomlinson Sisters, Anne Cox, Gemma Styles
Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson
Additional Tags: Past Louis Tomlinson/Original Male Character(s), Heartbroken Louis Tomlinson, Pining Harry Styles, Oblivious Louis Tomlinson, Friends With Benefits, Friends With Benefits To Lovers, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Alternate Universe - Wedding Planner, Bartender Louis Tomlinson, Chef Niall Horan, DJ Zayn Malik, Co-workers, Angst, Heartache, Heartbreak
via AO3 works tagged 'Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson' https://ift.tt/TwQjhD6
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happylouie · 2 years
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I see you
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And wtf did just happen...👀
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larrydiary · 2 years
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Some AI LT lyric renders again AND WTF IS THIS FIRST ONE?!?! IS THIS NOT EXACTLY THE FIRST HL MEETING AT X FACTOR?!?!?
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And some more
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tonycantspell · 1 year
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lmao, imagine if it had been Halo Tomyle
“One Direction’s Louis Tomlinson Addresses The ‘Halo Tomyle’ Rumors”
“The fans call me and Louis Halo Tomyle”
“I love my Halrents”
this genuinely has me laughing, and i can’t help but see them as having reversed aesthetics as well
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alwayslouxhabit · 3 years
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pov: you look through harry styles’ camera roll
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sunflowerim · 2 years
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HOLIDATE! 🎄
Intro / Part 3
Harry stood nervously with his rucksack at the walkway of Tomlinson Residence while Louis parked the car. In a minute, Louis was beside him with luggage of his own.
"Let's go?" He said, holding out his hand.
Harry was shocked but then he remembered what he was here as ; the boyfriend. He took Louis' hand and smiled down at him, "Yep."
They walked up to the door and as soon as Louis rang the bell, the door was opened by two 8 year olds who instantly flung themselves on Louis and screamed, "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Louis tackled them with practiced ease and lifted them both up in his arms. The girls put their arms around Louis as he hugged them.
"Hello girls how are you, I've missed you!" He cooed.
"You're late!" one of the twins, Daisy pouted.
Louis set them down and crouched down to their level, "late how?"
"We thought we'd wish you at 12 am," continued the other one, Phoebe, "but you were not he-- who's that!" she got distracted mid sentence, looking at Harry.
Louis stood up and put his arms around Harry's waist, "this is Harry, my boyfriend."
That seemed to satisfy them because the next moment they were hugging Harry with "Oh you're finally here" and "We've been dying to meet you!"
"What is this!" a woman in her forties appeared in the hallway inside. Her frown broke into a smile as soon as she spotted Louis, "Oh honey it's so good to see you after so long. Happy Birthday," she said as she made her way to the door and hugged Louis. Her eyes instantly found Harry and she approached him, "You must be The Boyfriend. I'm so sorry Louis never told me your name."
Harry put out his hand, "Harry Styles, Mrs. Tomlinson."
"Oh just call me Johanna," she said taking Harry's hand. Her smile radiate the same warmth as Louis and Harry automatically relaxed. She gestured Louis and Harry to come inside and turned her attention to the twins , "Daisy, Phoebe, how long did you make them wait here? You should have taken them inside."
"Sorry mum," they shouted in unison and bounded up the staircase, probably to inform the others of their brother's arrival.
Johanna led them to the sitting room. The fireplace was warm and crackling and a nicely decorated Christmas tree stood next to it.
"I'm finishing up cooking so why don't you kids freshen up--" Johanna couldn't finish because just then two more girls came in, each carrying a baby in their arms. Behind them, a black labradoodle came bounding inside and launched itself on Louis.
"Oh Cliffy boy," Louis squealed in delight. It's so good to meet you oh god." Clifford started panting and licking Louis' face and wagged his tail vigorously. Louis shook his head fondly, "Yes yes I missed you too now get off me you big sap."
After the round hugging and squealing was over Louis introduced Harry to Lottie aka Charlotte, Fizzy aka Felicite, and the twins Earnest and Doris.
Harry was in love. Louis' siblings were so adorable and all of them hugged him too once he was introduced as The Boyfriend™. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this warm during Christmas. His parents were always busy.
Lunch at the Tomlinsons' was chaotic. Johanna had prepared a huge assortment of dishes for the big family. And everybody was talking at the same time. All of them had so many questions to ask.
The twins wanted to know what shampoo he used for such curls. Grandpa Tomlinson wanted to know his favourite football team. Lottie wanted to know if Harry had crocheted the cardigan himself. It was going good until Johanna asked, "So how did you two meet?"
And shit.
They'd discussed families and excuses but forgot to discuss the very important question, the meet cute.
Before Louis could answer, Harry blurted out "Bakery!"
Apparently Louis had had the same idea because he blurted out the same thing at the same time as Harry. Phew. They locked eyes across the table and Harry blushed. They were so close to getting busted. But obviously the family members mistook the blush for something else and a wave of collective "Awww" went around the table which only made Harry blush more.
Louis' dad then cleared his throat, "So Harry, you're a student right, what are you studying?"
"Uh I'm doing English majors in Imperial College and I do morning shifts at a bakery near college which Louis happens to frequent." He finished with a wink in Louis' direction.
Louis choked on his food and started coughing and desperately tried to hide the surprise in his face. Harry thought that he had brought out this reaction from Louis, but then,
"What!" Johanna exclaimed. "Both of you go to the same college and Lou never told us! Unbelievable!" She sounded fond but a little exasperated. Harry's eyes got wide at Johanna's remark. Same college? Him and Louis. Same college! How had their paths never crossed.
"Geez mom calm down," Felicite interjected , "maybe they're taking the whole dating thing slow. It's okay bro," she turned to look at Louis, "you don't have to tell us everything."
"Look at that," Louis said, "you're quite smart for a twelve year old. Everybody take notes."
Felicite flushed with pride. Harry noticed that she was quiet but very perceptive. She was the only one who hadn't badgered Harry with questions. Harry made a mental note to talk to her later.
Over more conversations Louis told them what an amazing baker Harry was and that he was the one who had baked all the cupcakes for the kids at 'HOME' and how the kids had absolutely loved it. This was something Louis hadn't told Harry before and it made him blush. Louis seemed to be doing that a lot today.
In the evening Johanna produced a huge cake for Louis and everyone sang 'Happy Birthday'. Nobody was taking the argument that Louis was "too big for this" because Louis was still a kid for all of them and according to little Earnest, "Cake good."
After dinner, Johanna said, "Louis show Harry to your room."
Louis stopped in his way to the staircase, "My room?"
"Well yeah, he IS your boyfriend right? Ofcourse he'll stay in your room?"
"B-but mom since when are boyfriends allowed in the bedroom, shouldn't he be staying in the guest room?"
Johanna raised an eyebrow, "Where will your grandparents sleep then Lou?"
Louis did a facepalm, "Ah I forgot you turned their room into the babies' nursery."
"Yes, so now show Harry upstairs and go straight to sleep. Don't be naughty."
Louis was red in the face, "MOM! Stop. Goodnight. Come Harry, I'll show you the room."
Harry's face was burning too, but he bade Johanna goodnight and followed Louis upstairs.
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Louis led Harry into his room and turned on the lights. The room was the literal definition of cosy. Fairy lights hung along all the walls. A vinyl player sat on a rack next to the bed and on the lower shelf of the rack, a huge assortment of vinyls were organised.
On the other side of the room, a wardrobe and a huge bookshelf adorned the wall. Bookworm. Harry added that to his mental list. The glass windows were laden with snow. A baby blue rug spread across the floor, providing the room a warm look.
"Welcome to my room," Louis said in a nonchalant voice but Harry could sense the awkwardness in it.
"Harry I'm so sorry Mom made us come up here--"
"Hey, no don't apologise, it's okay."
"Don't worry, I have a sleeping bag some where here, I'll just find it and bunk on the floor." Louis said as he rummaged through the wardrobe trying to find said sleeping bag. "Where-- is-- it!" He grunted and turned towards Harry, "Someone must have taken it, and everyone's asleep now."
"Um, we could make a pillow barrier?" Harry suggested.
"A what?" Louis asked and double over with laughter. "I mean, yes-" he composed himself when Harry started pouting. "We can make a pillow barrier."
As they laughed, Harry's eyes wandered to a door to the side of the bed.
"Where does that lead to?" Harry asked.
"Wha- oh that. Come see for yourself."
A chilly wind hit Harry's face as he opened the door, sending him into shivers. Behind him Louis had started laughing.
"You did this intentionally!" Harry said, mock- offended.
"You wanted to know what's here."
"A little warning would have helped.
Harry took out his beanie from his rucksack and put it on before stepping into the balcony.
The balcony overlooked the side of the house. The street ahead was empty and dark except for the light from the street lamp which flickered every now and then. Snow covered everything Harry's eyes could see. The stars were not visible but the moon shone brightly, giving everything a silvery glow.
"You see that road," Louis pointed ahead, "it leads to this park with a lake. The lake is perfect for rowing in summer and skating in winter. We can go tomorrow."
"Uh, I can't skate," Harry said sheepishly.
"No worries," Louis nudged Harry's shoulder with his and smiled, "I'll teach you."
"That should be fun," Harry smiled back and immediately grimaced as another cold wind blew.
Louis laughed, "Come on in, you'll catch a cold in that cardigan. Change into something warm, meanwhile, I'll make the "pillow barrier"."
Harry waited for a few seconds before following Louis inside.
He changed into a pink warm hoodie and saw that Louis had already constructed a barrier in the middle of the bed with a LOT of pillows. Where all these pillows had come from, Harry had no idea. Louis was sitting on one side scrolling through his phone as Harry got in the bed from the other side.
"Louis," Harry mused.
"Yes?" Louis answered, attention still on the phone.
"I was thinking, what if we go skating now."
Louis turned to look at Harry, "You're kidding." He said, expression hard to read.
"No I'm serious."
Louis slowly smiled, "Harry I must say, I didn't consider you the adventure type but you've surprised me."
"Ha! What type did you consider me as? Nerd?"
"Yes? But nothing bad with nerd. I like nerds," Louis said, booping Harry's nose.
Harry's cheeks started to heat up again and he turned his face towards the balcony door. "So are you in or out?"
"Going out in the dead of the night to ice-skate in a park with no one around? Ofcourse I'm in! Lemme get the snow boots and skates, I think those are left in the balcony itself. You put on some more warm stuff."
Louis was back in a few seconds with two pair of snow boots and figure skates.
"Harry I might have another adventure in store for you." Louis said with a devious grin.
"Um, what?"
"What do you think about climbing down the pipes?"
"WHAT?!"
"Oh don't be scared, I used to do this a lot in school. Go out the balcony without anyone knowing. We could do it again. It'd be fun!"
"It won't be if I slip and break my bones."
"You can slip and break your bones while skating too. But here we are."
"God you're persuasive! Fine let's go down the balcony.
Louis climbed down the pipes like a monkey. Harry, wasn't so fast. It took a lot of coaxing and repeated reassurances from Louis to finally get him down.
Louis was having a hard time controlling his laughter. He didn't want to wake his family or his neighbours. It would be difficult to explain the situation.
Once Harry was safely on ground, they made their way towards the park. A cold draft made Harry grab Louis' arm. He was almost afraid Louis would pull back, but he tightened the grip, pulling Harry closer for warmth. Harry didn't regret leaving the warmth of the bed at this hour if it meant he got to be with Louis like this. Plus the surroundings looked ethereal.
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Teaching Harry to skate turned out to be easy. He grasped the techniques easily. The difficulty seemed to be in keeping him from falling because he seemed to do that a lot. Maybe it was his long legs, Louis thought to himself but helped Harry nevertheless, holding his hand as they went round and round the frozen lake.
When they were finally tired and couldn't go on anymore, they crash landed on the snowy ground around the lake and started making snow angels. None of them noticed how much time had passed, they were too busy taking in the beautiful surroundings and well, each others company.
Moonlight washed over them as they lay sprawled on the snow staring up at the sky.
Louis glanced sideways towards Harry, who was still panting from all the skating and falling and he noticed for the first time that Harry was beautiful. Not that Louis has no taste. He knew Harry was handsome but lying there with him at that moment without a single soul but the moon watching over them, it was almost like seeing Harry in a new light. His beanie was freckled with snow and his dimples popped out as he smiled. Harry must have sensed Louis' gaze on him because he turned to face him and smiled widely.
"What?"
"Nothing," Louis returned the smile and turned back towards the sky.
"Were you staring Louis Tomlinson?" Harry chuckled.
"Was not!" Louis scoffed.
"Aw you can tell I won't judge."
"I was not staring Harry. Merely looking."
"Sure," Harry said as he poked Louis in the ribs. Louis poked back and it soon turned into a tickle fight until they couldn't breathe.
As they lay panting, Harry asked,"Do your grandparents live here Louis?"
"No, they live in Bradford actually. They come over from time to time, which is why they have their own room here. Which has been turned to the nursery since the twins' birth, so they've taken the guest room. Apparently dad had suggested they convert my room, but mom refused. She wants my kids to see it," Louis laughed.
"Kids," Harry repeated. "You think about it?"
"I mean not exclusively, but someday why not."
"Yeah, you'd be good with kids."
"Really?"
"Yep, I've seen how you handle your siblings. You'll do great."
"I suppose. It's so weird for twenty year olds to talk about kids tho."
"Oh it is. Let's talk about something else then. Umm, yes how did we go to same college yet never cross paths?" Harry asked.
"Yes oh my god, I almost forgot. I had to stop myself from reacting in front of everyone back at lunch. I mean two years of going to the same college and not once did we see each other!"
"I know right! Anyway now that you know my subject, what are you studying?"
"Psychology."
"That's impressive."
"Thanks. What are your future plans Harry?"
"I'd like to teach. Either kids or adults in uni, nothing in between."
"That's a weird specification."
"I don't know it's probably just a whim, but I'd like it."
"And your baking?" Louis enquired.
"I'd continue that. I love baking. Maybe once I have a job and enough money, I'll open my own bakery. Morning hours at bakery. Then daytime at school and then back to baking."
"Look at you, already planning a busy schedule for yourself."
"Well, what about you?"
"I think I'd like to be a therapist."
"Expensive job ha."
"That's the thing. I'll charge minimum rates. So many people nowadays need therapy but don't or rather can't get it because it's expensive. I want it to change a little. I like to help people Harry."
"I can see that."
"And who knows, if I'm free in the evening I'll help you out in your bakery." Louis smiled.
And Harry blushed. Like he always does.
"You? Baking? I heard Johanna saying you are a disaster at cooking so no thanks I won't be needing your help in the bakery."
"I'm offended Harry."
"Are you now?" Harry turned to look at Louis and saw that Louis had curled in on himself. He was cold.
"Oh god Louis. Are you cold? Oh ofcourse you are. Let's go back."
Harry got up and pulled Louis to his feet.
"Should've brought some alcohol to keep us warm," Louis said.
"Yeah, but it's very late anyway. Let's go home." Harry wrapped his arms around Louis to keep him warm as they trudged their way back to the house.
Getting up the pipes was lot more difficult now that they were both tired, but slowly and steadily they made their way up to Louis' balcony.
Once they were inside Louis immediately jumped under the comforter, his teeth clattering. Harry got in on the other side. Louis looked so adorable and tiny that his heart melted at once. He also had an uncontrollable urge to cuddle up to Louis just to keep him warm, but ofcourse he didn't know how to approach. But the way Louis was shivering even with so much warm stuff on, he had to try.
"Um Louis?" Harry asked cautiously.
"Y-yes?"
"Uh, you're cold. Do you, umm want me to, you know" Harry didn't know how to finish and was already regretting asking.
"Want you t-to what?"
"I meant I could hold you, because you clearly need some warmth." Harry averted his gaze and Louis held back a smile.
"Yes, clearly. So what of the pillow barrier?"
"It can wait till tomorrow?" Harry still wasn't looking at Louis.
"Okay. You can hold me I suppose. But be decent Styles." Louis turned his back towards Harry and turned of the bedside lamp.
Harry turned to look at Louis so fast, he might have gotten a whiplash.
"Y-you sure?" Harry asked, grateful for the darkness that hid how red his face had gotten.
"Yep. Why are you stammering now?"
"No no reason."
"Then get in."
Harry removed the pillows and got under the comforter, next to Louis. He could feel the heat radiating off of Louis' body and the butterflies in his stomach were going feral. He gingerly placed his arm over Louis and Louis laced his hand with Harry's, pulling him closer. Harry said a silent prayer hoping his body wouldn't react to Louis' proximity and embarrass him. It was almost four in the morning and Harry's limbs screamed with tiredness, but his heart just wouldn't slow down. Things might have been better if Louis felt the same way about him. But that's the thing. He didn't. Louis wasn't Harry's. They were just pretending and Louis wasn't even aware of Harry's feelings towards him. Little did he know that Louis had actually started liking being in Harry's presence and he definitely planned to stay in touch even when the Holidays were over.
In a few minutes Louis was fast asleep, the only sound in the room being of his heavy breathing. They would have to get up soon and it would be very embarrassing if he was tired on Christmas. Harry focussed on Louis' breathing and slowly drifted to sleep.
Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5
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hay-booboo · 3 years
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I just asked my Google home to play Defenceless and it decided to follow it up with Sweet Creature
😭😭😭😭
Why it gotta do me like this!?!
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larrylovebot · 3 years
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they have so much power it’s unbelievable
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youreyesonlarry · 2 years
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pirate halo! on their way to steal your heart!
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HaLo CoTtAgE MESSY HEADERS ଓ  
★ Reblog or Like if you save
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booxlarrie · 2 years
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Larry Stylinson as cats
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eveadmires1d · 3 years
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Holivia conversations are my favourites
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larrydiary · 3 years
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Seeing as Harry still follows that fanpage that turned into a HL page a while ago and a LH page. I wonder if he ever sees their posts and what he thinks :))) Unless he turned it off or doesn’t have the twitter app, you get notified periodically if one of the people you follow posts something and it gets popular or is relevant to you.
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halos-little-freak · 2 years
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🌻Sunflower vol 6 🌻
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alwayslouxhabit · 3 years
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welcome back my love
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