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Take My Hand (And Lead Me Home) by tumsa (wordcount: 13,144)
AU in which every time a person falls in love with their soulmate, a red line, like a tally mark, appears on their wrists. When their love is requited, the tally mark turns black, and turns into a scar when the one they love dies. Harry with no tally marks falls for Louis with all of his tally marks scarred.
Torn On The Platform by Conscious_ramblings (wordcount: 27,586)
Based on Clara’s lovely prompt:
AU where harry and louis are strangers but they always get the same train to work in the morning and one day harry falls asleep on louis’ shoulder. louis wants to be annoyed because harry just broke a least seven rules of tube conduct but he looks so soft and peaceful that he just lets him sleep and wakes him ever so carefully when it’s his stop. it happens again and again until it becomes a regular thing where louis will let harry snooze and then gently nudge him awake, hand him the cup of coffee he took from him so it wouldn’t slip and spill everywhere and send him off with a “have fun at work, love” and after the tenth time harry isn’t even embarrassed anymore.
Cue changing work schedules, missing each other for the first time in weeks, panicking because “i don’t even know his name, why didn’t i ask for his name”, dramatic waiting on platforms and finally bumping into each other again when they least expect it
Disclaimer: it might not follow the prompt 100% all the time
Things Have Gotten Closer To The Sun by starseas (wordcount: 49,276)
it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it. - when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.
The Riotous Failure of Our Theologies by Eliane (wordcount: 4,272)
After the world has ended there’s still, etched on Louis’ skin, a compass pointing to home.
The Last Something That Meant Anything by jaded25 (wordcount: 95,276)
“You know my heart - so tell me honestly, did you ever really want this? So I’ll sing this song for every word that comes out wrong But I’ll be okay – is that what you want me to say?”
In the end, it’s neither the fame or the pressure, nor Management or the constant hiding and denying that tears them apart. Or maybe it’s a sum of all and so much more on top. In the end, it’s Harry.
When Harry leaves the band - leaves Louis - to pursue his dreams of a solo career, he breaks much more than just One Direction. It’s a gamble and a new start for each of the boys but while Harry walked away smiling, finally having got everything he apparently dreamt of, Louis is left to pick the pieces up.
Some hearts don’t break even, some are simply shattered. So can you really learn to un-love someone?
The Kind Of World Where We Belong by ellisaco (wordcount: 4,189)
Harry is sixteen years old when he meets his soulmate.
The Frost Covers All by ihavetoomuchfreetime (wordcount: 19,111)
“What about ‘pookie’? ‘Sweetipie’? ‘Sugarpie honeybun’?” Harry suggests, with a grin. “They’re couple-y, right?.” “You might as well call me ‘clogged arteries’ or ‘diabetes’,” Louis says, deadpan. au; harry and louis are pretend boyfriends with pretend feelings, but then it’s not pretend anymore. feelings ensue. or a friends-to-lovers/fake relationship when harry needs a boyfriend for a family thing, and louis obliges.