AddictedtoLou
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Harry takes his niece to see Father Christmas, but he doesn't count on meeting the cutest Christmas elf. Taken by the handsome stranger, Harry decides to recruit as many children as he can so he can see him again, and again, and again...
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“Harry, you’re scaring me. Why did you need me to come home? I don’t mind, not if you need me, but… tell me what’s happening, love.”
“I…” Harry cleared his throat, but still the words wouldn’t come. His shaking hand reached down and pulled out the picture, his breath coming in shallow pants as he handed it to Louis, who took it from him, frowning down at it.“Whose is this?”
Louis’ blue eyes met Harry’s green then, and Harry knew he had to tell the truth.
“It’s mine. Ours. I’m pregnant, Louis.”
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Louis and Harry had long ago come to terms with the fact they couldn’t have children. Rapidly approaching their forties, they’re settled at work, and more than happily married.
Life, however, has other plans for the Tomlinsons.
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Finally, Louis looked up and into the face of the person he’d bumped into. What he didn’t expect was-
“What the fuck are those glasses?”
The man quickly hooked them off his face and sheepishly looked at Louis, giving him a half smile. “Uh, my Halloween costume?”
“Who the hell are you dressed as? A seventies porn star?!”
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A surprise Halloween storm brings two unlikely men together. Stuck in a bookstore with no power, they spend their night reading spooky stories by candlelight.
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"Louis, lay still!”
Louis sighed loudly, and Harry watched his chest puff out as he inhaled deeply, the breath he let out loudly making Harry’s curls shift. “I am, stop being so fussy. Can I see yet?”
“Nope,” Harry remarked, smiling to himself. “I’m doing your chest next. Shit, this is going to look so good, Lou. Your tan and these colours… why haven’t we done this before?”
“Because we haven’t been this drunk in a while, and it never occurred to me until tonight?”
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When Harry’s best friend, Louis, comes to support him at his art show, he decides they need to do some celebrating afterwards. How fast do the lines between friends and lovers get blurred ... or better, get painted?
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“I could never forget a damn thing about you, Harry Styles, not even if I wanted to,” Louis says. His hair falls into his face when he glances over at Harry, the moonlight reflecting off of it and making it glow golden, like maybe Louis himself is the sun.
Harry thinks of how dark and cold his life got once Louis went away, how Harry got a taste of the sweetest sunshine imaginable and then was plunged into the longest winter of his life. He feels like he’s been buried under mounds of snow for months, years, and he’s finally made it to spring, finally getting another taste of how wonderful life can be.
Or, it’s 1919, and Harry’s been falling in love with his best friend for his entire life.