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Louis Tomlinson is convinced his music career is going nowhere.
Then Harry Styles needs a guitarist.
Suddenly Louis is thrown into rehearsals, world tours, sold-out stadiums, and the strange realization that Harry Styles is not only painfully attractive, but also annoyingly easy to fall for.
Unfortunately, Harry is also his boss.
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[adj.] Speechless or confused in expression, as from shyness, embarrassment, or astonishment.
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Or: five times Erin’s favourite barista gets her name wrong, and one time she gets it right.
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Things were not going as planned. Holtz knows, she knows that this is not the way everything is supposed to be. She has enough experience to know that this is all going horribly wrong. There is something they’re missing. Definitely.
Or: the one where Erin and Holtzmann are meant to be, but only Holtzmann knows.
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The Sun Must Set to Rise by sunflouwerhabit, therogueskimo
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
16 Aug 2025
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Influencer Louis Tomlinson’s life is blown apart when his wife is caught cheating on him on the jumbotron at a Harry Styles concert.
It might very well be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
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“Do you always swim in the nude?” Louis broke the silence, his smile growing when Harry felt his blush deepen.
“Sometimes,” Harry answered wearily, pushing his hair back in the hopes that it would maybe not look quite as dishevelled as it felt.
“Mm,” Louis hummed, cocking his head to the side like he didn’t quite believe him. Harry felt properly studied under his gaze. “And what was your plan?”
“My plan?” Harry countered. The water licked at Louis’ legs, darkening his hair and wetting the back of his shorts where he was sitting.
“Well. You were obviously wanting to get my attention,” Louis mused, Harry blushing further. “So what are you going to do with it now that you’ve got it?”
or the one where it’s call me by your name but with; developed frontal lobes, oranges instead of peaches, golden by harry styles, and a happy ending
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- Part 1 of Golden
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“Do you like cigarettes after sex?”
Harry blanched, wondering why on earth Louis would ask him a question like that.
“Oh, well, I - well I have asthma, and ehm, I’m actually a virgin, so,” Harry managed to stutter out, answering purely on instinct as he fiddled with the edge of the vinyl case he was holding and looked at Louis nervously.
He met Louis’ eye after a few seconds and saw an amused glint, one of his curved eyebrows raised in question as he nodded down at the vinyl in Harry’s hands. Harry looked down and was met with three words in white, serif typeface against a misty black background:
Cigarettes After Sex
or the one where harry's in his mid-20's so it's probably about time louis took his virginity
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Louis has been with Luke for two years. Solid. Comfortable. Familiar.
But everything unravels the moment he meets Harry—Luke’s best friend.
Sharp jaw, always chewing a gum, cocky mouth, and those eyes that follow him like a storm.
They hate each other. Or at least Louis thinks they do.Because Harry touches him like he owns him.
Looks at him like he wants to ruin him.
Talks like he’s already won.And maybe Louis should’ve run.
But instead—he stays.Now everything is heat and tension and secrets too dangerous to name.
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Harry doesn’t even pretend to be sorry. -
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“Um, sorry, but I believe that’s actually mine,” Harry said a bit awkwardly, pointing at the cup.
The man huffed, slightly narrowing his blue eyes, “Nope, large Americano, dash of cream.” He held the coffee up closer to Harry and honestly, Harry knew exactly what was in the cup because it was his coffee.
“Right,” Harry slowly drawled out as if he was talking to a toddler, “Which would make that mine.”
“Look, I really don’t have time for this, I’m running late. And this,” he said before he took a sip from the cup, “Is mine.”
Harry’s jaw dropped and he held his hands out, failing them slightly, “Wha-you can’t just drink it!”
“Well I did, so, do you still want it or can I be on my way?” The man challenged.
Harry shook his head disbelievingly, “Take it, but for the record, it says Harry on it.”
The man turned the cup around and a sharp laugh came out of his mouth, “Well, shit.” He looked at Harry, a smile stretched across his face as crinkles formed next to his eyes. “Thanks, Harry.”