Author Unknown.// Larry

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First off, this story has a massive trigger warning. If you are easily triggered, than I suggest you do not read this content. Your health is more important than how many reads or comments this story gets. We love you.

~ Larrysstrawberry

[also, I am American, so, the school system will be the same way we have it here. (for example: Elementary school, middle school, and high school.) I'm not sure if any other country uses any different systems. Another thing is, the timing will be off. (for example: School is ending in two weeks and it is winter. School usually ends in spring/summer). that is all. -almaceleste]

Nobody's POV

There Louis sat, in the middle of Doncaster high's massive campus, perched up against a conveniently placed oak tree. It was his favorite place to read one of many novels. He preferred one specific author. This author intrigued him greatly, with the many mysteries of not only his looks but his personality. Louis obsessed over the boy, if he had any freinds, the subject that would come up most would be Harry. Also known as Author unknown.

Louis always wondered why people called him author unknown, his name was Harry. Not the mysterious tittle some fourty-year old probably came up with during a conference. Louis had a very large imagination, meaning that described things in detail. Like if someone were to insult a subject he was very fond of, Louis would fire back at the self-made description of the person. Pointing out several flaws that Louis had created. Then, of course Louis would mentally win the arguement. Considering the description was not physically able to actually respond to his argument.

His mum Would call him, 'The sass master of Doncaster'. Because she found it funny whenever Louis would argue with the Telly or in some cases, books, radios, and rarely, animals. She couldn't stand seeing her son fall in love with an unknown author. She just wanted the best for her son, but it broke her in two whenever Louis would obsess, for the millionth time, on how the character dies or prospers. Or how he cried when, in a book, the girl eventually died from a drug overdose. Harry's stories were very dark and truthful, showcasing how in life not everything is perfect and how not everything has a happy ending. Jay just hoped that her son hadn't fallen in love with an 80 year old man. She didn't really mind her son's sexuality, her son was her son and nothing was ever going to change that.

At the same time that Jay was worrying about her son, Louis was on his computer. He was looking up pictures of the assumed, unknown author. From the author's descriptions, readers had learned that he had brown curly locks and green eyes. But so did half of England's population. So that narrowed it down slightly. Louis searched then web, looking at several different green eyed men and deciding weither or not they were the one and only Harry.

But nobody stuck out.

Louis always took a good look at their eyes. To see their emotion. To see if they had the pain that was written into novels. Louis loved each and every novel equally, except one. It was named, Color. No it was not about racisim or a white person. Not at all. It was about love between two men and the extent of their happyness, sadness and weakness for each other. Sam Tucker and Jaden Cole fell into a forbidden love. How they snuck secretive kisses and shared their creative minds. It was a love Louis always wanted.

But it was a love that didn't exist.

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This is an au. Meaning that some of Harry's and Louis's lives will not be accurate. So when it isnt, don't punch me, it's for the sake of the story.

-almaceleste.

Ps, this is a preview. The chapters will be much longer.

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