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    “Should we tell him?”

    When Lauren is met with everyone either nodding their heads or shrugging, she takes a deep breath. “I mean, I think it’s pretty obvious by now.” She stalls, sounding ominous and Louis doesn’t like it one bit.

    “What is obvious by now?” Louis asks. He’s starting getting anxious. “I swear to God, spit it out. Stop being so damn cryptic.”

    “I—We think it’s pretty obvious that you’re in love with Harry,” she states simply and shrugs as if she isn’t telling him he’s in love with the second—Nick being the first—most annoying person on the planet.

     

    or, a college au where Louis knows how to hold a grudge and is definitely not in love with Harry Styles

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    20 Oct 2018

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    From: Louis Tomlinson
    To: Undisclosed Recipients

    Hello!

    I’ve asked the front desk and you lovely folks are the ones who are on the same level as me in the car park. I found a to-do list today that looked somewhat important because it has lines of poetry scribbled at the bottom that seemed like they might be for a card project. The stationary has a moose in a canoe at the top of it (and he is quite adorable). Let me know if it’s yours!

    Cheers!

    “Oh. My. Fucking. God,” Harry whispered, his eyes darting over the sentences again willing them not to make sense. They did, they did make sense. “Oh. My. Bloody. Fucking. God.”

    The next thing he knew he was on the floor, staring at the ceiling, with a very concerned Liam hovering over his head.

    "What happened, mate?" Liam asked.

    Harry just pointed to his computer.

    Liam bent over Harry’s desk to read the email. “What? This isn’t bad. Is that your to-do list? Did you finally come up with the inside text for those cards?”

    “Leeyum" he groaned. “It’s what’s on the list.”

    “Oh,” Liam paused for a beat. “Is it dirty stuff?”

    Harry nodded.

    There was more silence. And then, “Dirty stuff with Louis?”

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    13 Aug 2018

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    It’s kind of romantic when Harry thinks about it, feeling all the pain of the person he’s supposed to love for the rest of his life. Sure, it’s rather inconvenient when he’s in class and his soulmate gets kicked in the balls, or when he’s sleeping and his soulmate knocks his head or his knee off something. It’d be nice if the function helped them to find each other, but Harry supposes he can live with knowing that they’re destined to run into each other someday.

     

     

    Or, soulmates have the ability to feel each other's pain, and Harry finds his after getting his arse waxed. (Or, the soulmate au crack fic I can't believe I actually wrote.)

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    24 Jul 2018

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    It all started with a few too many shots and ended with Louis drunkenly betting Harry to marry him – apparently “You won’t” is enough incentive for both of them, because now they’re at a rundown motel with a 24 hour chapel, and they’re giggling and kissing in the pews as they wait their turn. Except Louis sort of lost his buzz an hour or so ago, but he’s too afraid to say anything. Where does ‘marrying your best friend under false pretenses’ fall in terms of moral ambiguity? (Louis almost calls it off right then and there, until Harry admits he’s also dead sober, but… why not go home with one hell of a story anyway?)

    or the one where what happens in vegas doesn't always stay in vegas.

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    08 Apr 2018

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    “Alright, are you ready?” Harry smirks and spares a glance at the needles scribbling on the paper, watching the regular movement of the waves so she can spot later on when something seems out of the ordinary.

    “No,” Louis answers, crossing her arms. She’s aware she’s coming off as a petulant child, but honestly. Discussing your kinks in a classroom where anybody could hear? Even worse, discussing your kinks with the best person uni could have ever given you and who you want to explore those kinks with? That is Satan’s work, Louis is sure of it.

    “So,” Harry’s voice starts, bringing Louis back to the moment, even if she wishes she wasn’t here at all, “What are you into?”

    Or: Harry and Louis are psychology students in uni. Their professor is a bit of a fuckwit who makes it seem like kink discussion in a classroom is completely normal. It gets a bit out of hand.

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    27 Nov 2017