“I think you should ask Louis,” Niall interrupts, furrowing his brows when Harry immediately lets out a sharp laugh.
“Louis,” he repeats in disbelief. “Louis, as in your roommate? The same Louis that hates me?”
“He doesn’t hate you,” Niall protests, shaking his head adamantly. “He just doesn’t like you very much.”
Harry rolls his eyes, leaning back in his chair. “Oh, my bad.”
Or, after a serious error in judgement causes Harry to lie to his frat brothers about being in a relationship, he begrudgingly enlists his best friend’s omega roommate to help keep up the charade. There’s only one small issue…
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24 Nov 2021
Prompt 87: Harry’s been talking about getting a mullet for so long and Louis hates how good he pulls it off.
Aka The Mullet Fic
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19 Nov 2021
In the world of ballet the term 'pas de deux' means a dance sequence for two dancers. In reality, a concept like this is a little harder to moderate and achieve. Solo dancers exist for a reason. Now the big question is, how will a solo dancer go from dancing alone to 'pas de deux'?
Harry Styles is filthy rich, the son of a prima ballerina and a well-known musician, and he is surrounded by the walls he built around himself, which are extremely hard to break down. Louis Tomlinson attends CEA with a scholarship and is alien to the world of the rich and elite. Niall Horan dances in the corps, he is addicted to Capri-Sun drinks and plays every instrument known to mankind. Zayn Malik is the mysterious yet calm artistic roommate everyone dreams of having and Liam Payne is way too focused on producing music.
All these boys attend the Conservatoire of the Exquisite Arts and when it's announced that they will perform The Nutcracker, dancing starts to mean something else entirely.
“So are you coming to class or are you gonna take the day off to shop online for your vibrator?” Zayn props his shoulder against the doorframe and watches Louis scurry around their room in amusement.
“I wouldn’t have lost the bet if—” Harry and his massive dick didn’t exist, “—you didn’t make us go to that frat party.”
“You’re the one who said you could flirt your way out of a speeding ticket with that old, bald policeman,” Zayn replies. “You know, you should be glad we went with the vibrator up your arse instead of taking Viagra before class.”
or prompt 659: Friends to lovers, can be an AU or canon: Louis wears a vibrator that's connected to his phone via bluetooth for fun when hanging out with his friends, but the bluetooth connection keeps lagging and his phone keeps disconnecting for some unknown reason. Harry, one of the friends, has the vibrator app on his phone too and he suddenly gets a notification that says his phone is connected. He starts playing around with the app for fun, and Louis has no idea what's going on because the his vibrator is going crazy but it feels really good.
In one swift motion, Harry yanks his desk drawer open, retrieves a board, and slams it down on the table. Then he grabs his wallet, stares fondly at the picture of Louis in one of its pockets before sliding it out and giving it a sweet peck.
“What are you doing?” Liam questions.
Harry pins Louis’ picture on the board and crosses his arm with a smile too wicked for Liam’s liking.
“I’m taking back what’s mine.”
Harry Styles prides himself in being one of the best detectives in The 28th Precinct. But if there's one case he can't solve, it's his marriage.
At least not on his own. Joining forces with his five-year-old son and a free-spirited murderer-on-trial, Harry does whatever it takes to bring Louis back.