Alternatively Louis is the not so traditional omega courted to very traditional alpha Liam, and Harry’s the alpha that’s always been meant for Louis.
“Hello. Would you like to buy some hot chocolate?”
“I don’t know, would I? Persuade me.”
Harry’s just a little boy selling hot chocolate.
Louis doesn’t really like hot chocolate, but he does appreciate a good businessman
Louis Tomlinson, otherwise known as London’s masked hero Spiderman, finds himself crashing through the window of Harry Styles one night after a particularly nasty fight with a villain. Luckily Harry is a nursing student with a soft spot for caped crusaders who’s more than happy to tend to all of Louis’ wounds, no matter how many times he swings by.
or an AU where Harry makes Louis fall in love with Christmas and they fall in love with each other in the process, Harry calls Louis a hurricane, Louis fucks everything up, and maybe they find their own ways home.
Harry and Louis are best friends. Harry has the whole “crush” thing under control, honestly. Until, of course, he moves in with Louis and his baby.
Harry treats himself to a tattoo for Christmas only he forgets just how much his body reacts to the pain and the endorphin rush. How will Louis, the tattoo artist, react to Harry’s little problem?
Louis is a tetchy editor and Harry is his unfortunate assistant. After Louis is threatened with a demotion, he quickly makes plans to fake a marriage to Harry. (Based off the movie The Proposal)
a Larry Starstruck AU I had to write because I needed pop star Harry.
Harry might be the long-lost heir to the British throne. He just wants to get to Paris. Somewhere along the way, he finds a home.
Or, alternatively, an Anastasia AU.
Cinderella/Ever After AU in which Louis is the world’s sassiest servant, Harry is a closeted prince with a deadline, Zayn is Harry’s chaperone, Liam is given the unenviable task of trying to distract Zayn long enough that his sister, Druscilla, can seduce Prince Harry (hint: doomed to failure) and Niall is the worlds most inappropriate fairy godfather.
Destiny, romance, mistaken identity, sexcapades and oblivious!everybody abound in this gross bastardization of one of my all time favourite fairy tales
A Pretty Woman AU where Louis is the high-powered businessman and Harry is the hooker. No, there is no necklace scene, but there is definitely piano sex.
Everyone is born with part of a tattoo on their body. It grows every year until the person is 16 and it becomes complete. When they meet their soulmate, the tattoo becomes colorful. Louis’ tattoo happens to be colored in when she meets Harry in the toilet at their X Factor auditions.
Based on this Tumblr prompt: “Accidentally called your number while drunk asking for a ride and you actually came au”
“Tell me that this is a fake,” Peter says, slapping a handful of papers against Louis’ chest. He says something else, something loud and demanding, barely even pausing for a breath, but Louis doesn’t hear it. All he hears is the sound of his own breathing, the sound of his own heartbeat.
Because this - this looks like a marriage certificate.
For a minute, everything stills, quiets. Louis drags his eyes up, meets Harry’s gaze, fixed on him.
Then the noise is back, shouting voices clamoring to be heard over each other, and Harry is still staring at him.
The ring that Louis hadn’t been able to stop noticing in the loo weighs heavily on his hand. His left hand.
Harry has trouble sleeping unless he’s wrapped in Louis’ arms. Louis left him 6 years ago. Today he returns, older and much more successful and Harry can’t say no.
Harry finds a kitten in a pumpkin patch the day before Halloween but it turns out not to be a kitten at all.
Louis wants a baby. Harry doesn’t. They fight, they separate, but they always come back to each other.
Or the one where Harry and Louis have been dating for six months, Harry is a werewolf, and it’s a full moon. This time they’re going to get it right.
Harry has always longed for Louis from afar, never sure exactly what Louis wanted, or if they could even have what they wanted. Even though Louis would sneak into Harry’s bed every chance he could, they’d never gone further than cuddles and innocent kisses. But when the boys are finally away from home on their first visit to LA, things finally begin to change.
AU. Louis moves in next door to Harry. Louis has a ghost, Harry has an extra futon and a crush.
“I can see you don’t believe me,” Harry says, pretending to be stern. Louis chuckles a little but doesn’t get out of the bed. “Anyway, I texted Liam and told him you’re with me. He said to stay here as long as you need, and he’ll deal with the show over there until you want to come back, all right?”
Louis doesn’t say anything again so Harry whispers, “Just stay here with me for a while, yeah? I’ll take care of you.”
Louis is quiet. He never picks his head up, but Harry can see the pillow move from where he’s nodding and his fingers tighten around Harry’s. “Yeah,” Louis says. “Yeah, all right.”
Louis loses everything. Harry’s still there.
Harry giggles sleepily and Louis’ heartstrings give a little tug. “Come snuggle, then?” he asks hopefully, blinking up at Louis slowly. He brings a hand up to rub at his tired eyes. “Body heat and all that.”
Or a Private University AU where Harry is a queer posh prince, Louis is a closeted troublemaker, and neither expect to understand each other the way they will.
(Famous!Harry meets non-famous!Louis in a club and things progress from there… in the direction of Louis’ bedroom.)
“Sorry, Lewis, what was that?” Louis’ jaw tightens and he, for the first time, turns around and stares right into Harry’s eyes. Everyone in the classroom stares on, some pull out phones.
“I said, bullshit. You could never pull off a motorcycle. You’ve watched all of the seasons of Pretty Little Liars.” he hisses, and it’s so stupid. It’s a low blow and Harry’s not even embarrassed about it, but he still gets angry, all of the anger at Louis for breaking his heart coming back in one inhale.
“Yeah? Well at least I could reach the petals.”
For the longest time, Harry has perfected ignoring drama on the internet. This time, he can’t ignore the tweets; it is eating him alive. He’s made it a challenge to get through every day smiling – oh, it’s a wicked game.