A condition brought them together, but it's far from what you'd expect.
Harry Styles is a simple, seventeen year-old student - a boy exploring his sexuality with different partners, but who never knew what to be in love is.
Louis Tomlinson is a weal...
A/n: It's been... eighty-four years. (Don't kill me please)
• As you already should know, I'm not the fastest writer here on Wattpad, so I apologize for making you wait so long for the new chapter. Things have been going on that have taken my mind off writing and I needed to be sure of what I was writing because this book means a lot to me and I don't want it to be rubbish and I feel like it does most of the times when you rush things. Plus my computer broke and I prefer writing there, so it only delayed the update even more. So I'm sorry.
• Also, it seems like Wattpad removed the pictures I had in the media section, so I added them again. Therefore, if they weren't there when you read the chapter I advise you to check them out.
• Thankyousomuchfor 50K reads ♥ Let's hope we can get it to 100K soon.
Love you xx
P.S: 'Just Like You' snatched my weave. His voice is so soft and vulnerable and the lyrics are so meaningful and I love how chill the vibe and the beat is even though it's a sad song.
P.S.S: (because I thought I wouldn't be this late) Niall's album 'Flicker' is a freaking masterpiece. It's incredibly good, and I'm still shook, because I wasn't expecting it to be that good. I highly advise you to listen to it on a chill rainy day or at night with dim lights in you bedroom or even in the dark - it's amazing. Plus, I was one of the lucky ones to get Niall tickets for next year so I feel really blessed right now.
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Harry brings the crystal glass to his lips, a smile disguised on his face. The thin, concentrated deep bordeaux liquid sits on his tongue before he swallows. Dried blackberries, savory, cocoa, roasted herbs and spices wrapped around plush tannins linger in his palate, making him feel the intense, fresh mineral flavors for a long time. It was in fact better than he ever imagine, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his chest for enjoying the things Louis did and introduced him to.
"I can tell this is the best wine I'll probably taste in my life, although it's the first I've ever had."
"Well, you're still young to this. I'm sure you'll try many more."
"Not this expensive."
Louis' lips curl in the side of his mouth, azure eyes glaring him. "Why not?"
Oh. So he wants to buy me more luxury wine?
Harry bows his head to rolls his eyes at the table, but he kept smiling regardless of how he didn't feel like it was fair to be gifted all those things that he couldn't pay back in any other form.
"So, what are the plans for your birthday? Throwing a party or something?"
"Parties aren't really my thing anymore," he shrugs before taking a forkful of his buttery, creamy mash to his mouth and swallowing. "I'm probably gonna do something with my friends during the day and have dinner with my family. Nothing too big or fancy."
