10 años

Olhei pro céu e senti sua falta

a lua está cheia
quem me dera
estar assim também
entretanto sem você
o vazio me absorve

top 10: one shots

a grocery list pinned to blue

AU. after eight years, louis finally has everything he’s wanted. except for harry.

these constant stars

Louis’ career has nowhere to go but up. He’s living at the height of New York City on the precipice of an epic promotion. Life is good and only getting better. And then one day, things turn disastrous. This is a story about life, death, and punk rockers turned guardian angels.

you could be happy

Six years after the breakup, Louis is the CEO of the family corporation and Harry is married with a kid.

another hazy may

louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.

the stars above and the streets below

“There’s a boy sitting on the opposite roof. He’s dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, hunched over a book. Almost as if he can feel that Louis is (somewhat creepily, but, well) looking at him, he lifts his gaze from his book and meets Louis’ eyes.
Louis’ very first thought when their eyes meet is that the boy is really pretty.”

like a timebomb ticking

Louis loses everything. Harry’s still there.

core ‘ngrato

It’s been over a year since Louis broke up with Harry and Harry still believes in forever. And maybe the world does, too

take my hand (and my heart and soul)

Harry feels nauseous when he opens his mouth. “Hey. Um, hi. It’s me,” he mumbles before realizing with a jolt that Louis might not have his number anymore. “It’s Harry… Styles,” he tacks on, screwing his eyes shut and pinching the bridge of his nose. This was a terrible idea. There’s silence on the other end for a long time. Harry understands. He shouldn’t have called. He tries not to let the static swallow him whole. “I – yeah. Hi,” Louis finally answers, slowly, awkwardly. “I um. Sorry. I heard about your accident. You’re alright?”

Or, the one where Harry hasn’t spoken to his best friend in sixteen months and can’t remember why.

in case of love at first sight

He stops with a skid in front of the red box, the stupid red box that contains the rose he longs to give the beautiful boy behind the counter. He looks around quickly for something to break the glass with, expecting to see a metal bar or something, but instead finds nothing. Louis laughs at himself again, and honestly, he can’t believe he’s doing this, but he bends down and unties his shoe anyway, looking around hastily before smashing the bottom of his shoe into the glass.

love is simple, it’s just that simple

louis has insomnia, and harry has a whole lot of love for louis

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