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Come In and Change My Life by lightswoodmagic (sarah_writes)
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
03 Oct 2019
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He’d had the same neighbours since he’d moved into the building, a lovely, wealthy couple in their late sixties who had always invited him around for tea on Sundays. Martha had dropped off homemade biscuits the day he’d moved in, so Harry figured he may as well repeat the sentiment.
He could hear someone getting closer to the door just as a flush ran through his body; oh fuck. His heat was close, too close to be knocking on a potentially unknown alpha’s door, but it was too late. The door swung open, and Harry’s mouth dropped.
He’d never been overly interested in football, couldn’t find the fascination in watching men run around after a ball for hours aside from their uniforms, but he knew who this was.
Louis Tomlinson, alpha, captain of Manchester United, star in a number of Harry’s heat addled fantasies, was his new next-door neighbour.Or, Harry and Louis become friends when Harry looks after Louis' cat during away games, until one night at a party changes everything between them. It's just a shame Louis' going to be away for the FIFA World Cup for three months.
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24 Jun 2026
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The one where Louis' day can't get any worse, and Harry is the stranger who kind of makes everything better.
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22 Jun 2026
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Close Your Eyes, Clear Your Heart, Cut The Cord by fizzyfics
Fandoms: One Direction (Band)
08 Aug 2016
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Harry looks bewildered for a second before extending his hand warily. “I’m Harry. Styles."
Louis looks at his hand then back at his face before reluctantly shaking it. “Is that your real name?” he asks dubiously.
Harry barks out a short laugh. “Yep,” he says, popping the p. “But I get that a lot.”
“Oh, I’m sure you do."
“You still haven’t told me yours,” Harry reminds Louis, who is definitely paying attention to what Harry is saying and totally not getting lost in his eyes.
“Look at that, I haven’t,” Louis agrees, finally letting go of Harry’s hand before offering a strained smile and marching past him.
He can feel Harry’s stare on him the entire way to the door.OR
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09 Jun 2026
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They eat in silence for a while before Niall speaks again. “So, did I understand it correctly, you and Louis - fucked?” Harry almost chokes on his salad. Zayn snorts.
“No. I mean, yeah, we also did that, but we, uh. We were together. For a few years.”
“And by together, he means they were on levels of codependency never known before by humankind,” Zayn explains.*
or: Harry and Louis haven't spoken since Louis moved to Madrid. That is, until Louis gets outed by The Sun.
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08 Jun 2026
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He tries not to scan the crowd, knows it’s pointless, but by the last few songs, when his back aches and his eyes are throbbing, he can’t help it. He knows he won’t be able to find him, that he’ll be in the stands somewhere, hated general admission even back in the day, would rather sit backstage, just out of sight on the beanbag Harry bought him for that express purpose. Even so, he looks for him, he always does. The show ends, the lights go up, Harry goes cold.
Inspired by Old Lovers in Dressing Rooms by Keaton Henson.
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01 Jun 2026