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Harry Styles is feeling uninspired. With a final photography showcase looming in just two weeks, he's quickly running out of time. It's not that he can't get good pictures - taking photos is easy - but he just can't find motivation. Nothing is good enough. He's looking for beauty and he just can't find it.

Louis Tomlinson is eccentric and fun and way too busy handling internet fame to care for the cute, straight boy with the Polaroid camera. After Louis is paired with Harry during a YouTube collaboration competition, he finds himself drawn to him in ways he never expected. Louis doesn't fuck shy boys - he's the life of a party, looking for some rival fun. Harry is none of that so why can't Louis get the boy out of his head?

Now Louis has to spend every minute of the next week with him - the boy who's so not his type. Cooped up in a hotel room, attending fashion shows and art festivals, partying with him. Louis thinks it's his idea of a nightmare.

Because his heart can't handle it.

  Or the fic where Harry is obsessed with beauty and Louis is that beautiful thing. Harry is shy and Louis is wild and it's a matter of who is going to fizzle out first.

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“That’s my name, baby, I’m Louis.” The voice on the phone inhales sharply, then says, “Gonna take my cock now, princess?”

    Harry lets out a high-pitched mhmm and shudders as he pulls his fingers out of his hole, groping for the vibrator. “Nice to meet you,” he says, feeling a bit dizzy with how hard his untouched cock is.

  Louis is just a simple phone sex line operator, but to Harry, he's Daddy.

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For the H/L Summer Fic Exchange.

As requested by Calmlikeyou, an AU in which Harry and Louis are interns at Radio 1. Louis is assigned to Greg, and Harry is assigned to Nick. They have a friendly, competitive relationship that also happens to be charged with sexual tension. Of course Greg and Nick have to make a bet about where these two will be caught in a compromising position because two interns with this much chemistry? It's inevitable.

"Stupid, flirty, silly boys being silly - of course they fall in love, of course they suck at actually communicating that to each other with words"--hopefully this fic fulfills the overall sense of the prompt if not the exact details.

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"Please,” Harry said shaking his head slightly, “Louis and I are soul mates, probably, so he most definitely won’t mind that I lied about my tent-building skills.” 

aka a completely unrealistic music festival where harry and louis meet and fall completely and totally in (ridiculously sappy) love

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Louis is the front man of a punk band. Harry is a desperate, fifteen-year-old fan. The meet in the aftermath of the 1969 Altamont Free Concert.

  “So what’s the real you then?” Louis questions as he floats farther into the water. “Tell me all about Harold Styles.”

“Well,” he replies. “Harry Styles is 15 years old, lives your typical suburban life, likes weed and lava lamps, wanked off everyday since he was 12 to pictures of Louis Tomlinson.” Harry smirks. “That’s about it.”

“That’s it?” Louis says, floating over to the steps where Harry had been sitting. “Just some high, sex-starved, still-in-the-closet virgin?”

“Yeah, that’s it. The only thing I’m unhappy about is the virgin part.”

“Is that so?”

“I’ve been waiting for a certain someone to pop my cherry, catch my drift?”

Louis pulls Harry closer to him, chest to chest. He can feel the hard outline of Harry’s cock against his thigh. Not that’s he comparing- but he thinks that Harry is pretty fucking built for a 15-year-old.

“You think you’re such a foxy mama,” Louis whispers in his ear. “You think you can just come up here, jonesin' for a fucking and expect me to give it you?”

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They’re watching Louis talk to some of the older boys on the team and Harry is swooning again. He’s pining so hard that it hurts. “Jesus, he’s gonna notice you’re staring, you know,” Niall informs him and Harry just puts his chin on his hand and stares harder. “I don’t know,” he reasons. “Maybe I want him to notice.”

The one where Harry may or may not be in love with his football coach and he really only wants Louis to notice him back. (Bonus: Niall being Niall, fancy dinners in Louis' flat, cuddling, and not nearly as much football as there should be for a football au)

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Louis drives a taxi. He hasn't seen Harry in eight years when they have a chance meeting.

A lot has changed in that time. But not everything.

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Harry doesn't understand the boy next door.

People don’t normally send surreptitious messages through the form of symbolic emotion and quick glances if they want to be left alone. Right?

No. His new neighbour is trying to say something to him.

(And if Harry decides to devote his entire summer to figuring him out, it will be a summer well spent.)