Most of Louis's nights are full of longing thoughts about Harry Styles, a guy from school who has never said as much as one word to him. Louis finds Harry incredibly gorgeous. The way he walks, talks. Louis finds the way Harry chews his gum endearing. He's completely gone for a man that has never given him a glance.
Well, there was that one time when Harry needed a pencil and Louis almost broke his arm with how fast he pulled one from his bag and handed it to Harry, Harry had given him such a warm smile, Louis could bask in it for days.
He and Harry are actually in quite a few classes together, yet still, contradicting to Louis's daydreams, been paired together in a project. He's imagined it several times; Harry would come over to his house and they would pretend to study for about an hour. It ends with Harry becoming so overcome with lust and making passionate love to the younger on top of their notes.
Louis has a raging fantasy, you could say. That never stops him from dreaming away, though.
And the only person to blame is Harry Styles, Louis finds himself more than okay with that.
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Beneath The Lies (Completed)
FanfictionIn which Louis is weak while Harry is a bit of an asshole.