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Someone once said luck was believing you were lucky. Louis had always believed that person was a fucking lunatic. Or worse: an optimist. Whoever said that had clearly never met Louis Tomlinson. And now Louis had to live with the fact Zayn and Harry had fucked on the same counter he made his sandwiches and had to pretend he was fine with it. Pretend it didn’t get under his skin, knowing Harry’s perfect mouth had been Zayn’s to kiss, bite, and fuck open. That Harry had been told to obey and had done it. For Zayn, not for him. That Zayn had slapped that arse, made him come, owned every bit of him, while Louis had been stuck in his room with his own hand. He’d have to live with it. Bad luck, plain and simple.
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05 Jul 2026
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"It's always the secretly gay, closeted men who have the deepest resentment towards the openly gay ones."
"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about. I'm not fucking gay."
Louis swears he isn’t gay, but then Harry moves in with his stupid painted nails and this annoying confidence that makes everything Louis thinks he knows about himself feel like a lie.
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13 May 2026
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As Harry stood there, the other man turned around, and he knew he was correct in who he thought it was.
“Louis?” he asked, still not quite believing it.
Louis blinked. “Harry? Wh– what are you doing here?”
“I work here,” Harry said. “What are you doing here?”
“Um, I’m picking up my brother. The nurse called and said he was sick.”
Harry felt like he was going to be sick. “Wait, Ernest is your brother? Since when do you have a brother?”
“Since about seven years ago, I guess. Wait, how do you know Ernest?”
“I’m his teacher.”
“You’re his what?” Louis exclaimed.
Harry gulped. This was going to be a long year.
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Or, the AU where Louis and Harry were best friends growing up, but lost touch after Harry moved away. Ten years later, Harry has moved back to town, but he and Louis don't pick up where they left off.Series
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08 May 2026
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Louis doesn’t know what to expect upon his return to his small hometown in Yorkshire after three long years, but he’s not fully prepared to face his past, cope with his present, or plan for his future. When he’s pulled back in by his mates, including his best friend, Harry, with a love that rivals the force of gravity, will he let himself fall?
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08 May 2026
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Harry Styles was a world-class marathon runner - until a car crash shattered his leg, his future, and any will to keep going.
Louis is a physiotherapist working with elite footballers, and Gemma Styles’ last hope. She’s paying him well to move in with her brother for the off-season. It’s temporary. It’s clinical.
Harry hates him. Louis isn’t thrilled either. But he’s not easily pushed away. He wasn’t prepared for the anger, the walls, or the grief - but he stays.
And slowly, painfully, they stop being strangers. Then they stop being enemies and become something like friends. Or something else entirely.
It’s slow. It’s brutal. It’s not what either of them expected.
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08 May 2026