(This is not a love story.) Harry Styles plays the violin; Liam Payne plays the piano. Their best friends are in this kind of love that leaves more scars than anything else. They don't fall in love.
Story by theviolinist on LiveJournal.
This is basically the story where Liam and Louis soulbond (or are inexplicably mind-melded together) and everything is hunky dorey because there is lots of making out and everyone is really happy. Until One Direction comes back from their British tour, that is, and Liam gets really lonely and sick without Louis being around, so Louis comes over and spends the night and they have sex (which isn't described, just mentioned by Liam who is freaking out). During this time, Louis also says that he loves Liam, which freaks him out because he's feeling a lot of knew feelings because of this soul bond thing and wow, does Louis actually love him or is this the strange voodoo magic? They come together and fall apart and there is lots of anger and somewhere along the line they become friends again and try and get Harry and Niall to date each other. And then they live happily ever after.
Story by caddyeverafter7 on LiveJournal.