Summary:
"Harry Styles is a poem waiting to happen, Louis thinks, eyes tracing peach flesh and the undercurrent of blue veins. He wants to write him all down, to capture the image of green eyes and red lips and skinny wrists... dark ink spilled across the page." or a vaguely Notting Hill-like AU (or that made for TV Disney movie Starstruck if you've seen it... no? Just me?) starring popstar!Harry and bookkeeper/soulful poet!Louis; and including guest appearances by fate, a wise elderly aristocrat, and lots and lots of pining.
Comments:
I was stupid for delaying myself on reading this... I truly am.
Author:
impetuous
