Summary: Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.
Rating: Mature
Trope: Enemies to Lovers
yes, it's a slow burn like the slowest of slow burns (not really but it is slow ;))
My rating on the fic: 1000000/10
my thoughts: lord have mercy i'm about to bust bc it's so fucking good
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