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    Louis abre ampliamente los ojos, sus párpados revolotean mientras la habitación gira a su alrededor. Toma varios sorbos de cerveza una vez que confirma que definitivamente no está alucinando, que el primer retrato de sí mismo que Harry Styles pintó está colgado en esa pared.

    Louis lo contempla fijamente, con su corazón latiendo en el pecho al darse cuenta de que no hay únicamente un cuadro suyo, sino que hay cinco, los retratos alineados como si fueran una especie de guión gráfico que muestra el ascenso y la caída de su más profundo amor. Su mayor dolor. Un dolor que lo marcó tan profundamente que se encontró dejando el jodido país, rompiendo todos los lazos con su vida en Nueva York, y que ahora de repente lo están rodeando como si nunca se hubiera ido.

    Joder, joder, jodida mierda.

     

    Louis regresa a Nueva York cinco años después de haber dejado la ciudad - y al amor de su vida - detrás. No tenía intención de volver a ver a Harry, pero el destino tiene una curiosa forma de unirlos, les guste o no. Después de hacer una tregua a regañadientes, ambos empiezan a preguntarse: ¿Sería tan malo si la historia se repitiera?

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    03 Sep 2020

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    Louis lives a nomadic lifestyle. Never settling down in one place for long, he finds himself caught in a storm, as he’s passing through a small Scottish seaside town.

    Everywhere is full, except the old B&B perched up on an isolated hill near the coastline, where the recluse owner isn’t what he seems.

    Then again, who really is?

    A fic about belonging, supernatural beings, and finding your own home.

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    25 May 2020

  3. Public Bookmark 99

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    “Harry,” he says after another contemplative moment, “can I hug you?”

    It’s been...well, Harry doesn’t actually know how long it’s been. Less than an hour, probably, but already Louis says his name like it’s safe in his mouth, and now he’s opening his arms like Harry could be safe there too.

    Please,” Harry nearly sobs, and sinks into him the way butter melts on toast. It’s an apt metaphor, really, because what Louis is giving him is as essential and sustaining as a loaf of bread to a starving man. His basic need for physical affection is as vital as his need for sustenance, for sleep, and he can’t believe he’s allowed himself to ignore it for so long.

     

    Or: Harry is having a rough time. Louis is the kind stranger who makes him smile again.

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    25 May 2020

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    "Can I play?" He's far away enough that he almost has to yell a little bit. He's got one leg steadying him on the ground, and he's holding the handles of his bike as tightly as he can. He doesn't want to fall off in front of the older kids - the cooler kids.

    "We've got four of us, though, and we don't want uneven teams," Zayn lies apologetically, and Louis frowns. He's not stupid. They don't want to play with him. "Maybe tomorrow." That's also a lie, because Zayn said the same thing yesterday and now it's tomorrow and Louis is being told no, again. His head is spinning with rejection and confusion and, most of all, disappointment.

    (Or, Louis is two years younger than his neighbors, Harry, Liam, Niall, and Zayn, and he grows up bending over backwards to get their attention and acceptance. Especially Harry's.)

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    24 May 2020

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    Harry came from one of the most powerful lines of fire mages in the country. He was supposed to be a natural at magic, a prodigy, even.

    But instead he was in the X-Factor contestant house kitchen at two in the morning, wearing only his pants, and he had just set the stove on fire while making snacks for his bandmates and the boy he was in love with.

    Or, just another X Factor fic featuring dumb boys with dumber crushes, growing pains, random fires, and a dragon.

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    19 May 2020