The only thing that’s different is the boy under his arm, blue eyes and a childish smile and a tendency to fit into every nook and cranny of Harry’s life.īe My Little Good Luck Charm by 100percentsassy The pictures on the wall, the quilt at the end of his bed, his mum in the kitchen, framed in a halo of sunshine streaming in through the garden window, it’s all the same as it was before the roaring success of Harry’s new life. He never picks his head up, but Harry can see the pillow move from where he’s nodding and his fingers tighten around Harry’s. He said to stay here as long as you need, and he’ll deal with the show over there until you want to come back, all right?”Louis doesn’t say anything again so Harry whispers, “Just stay here with me for a while, yeah? I’ll take care of you.” Louis is quiet. “Anyway, I texted Liam and told him you’re with me. Louis chuckles a little but doesn’t get out of the bed. “I can see you don’t believe me,” Harry says, pretending to be stern. (The ones with *** are my favourite ones)Įvery Arrow That I Aim Is True by estrella30 I know they won’t read this, but to all the fanfic writers: THANK YOU! From the first one till the last one, here they are. At first, I didn’t enjoy reading fanfics (probably because I hadn’t found the right ones). I’ve been a Larrie practically from the beginning.
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