Louis hates Harry, which is fine because he would really rather prefer to avoid him at all costs. The only problem? They're soulmates.

What happens when you cross the reigning king of Chalfont St. Giles Preparatory Academy, Louis Tomlinson, with the vendetta wielding little sibling of his estranged best friend? Lots and lots of drama with a splash of sexual tension and a sprinkle of witty banter. - Disclaimer// For the majority of the story Louis is 17 turning 18, Harry is 16 turning 17. I'm an American author, so if some of the school descriptions are a little bit off just know I'm referencing them as a senior and junior in high school! - TW// This story involves mature topics such as alcohol and drug use, sexual content and explicit language, and some discussion of depression and death. Brief mentions of suicidality, but no descriptions of self harm or suicidal attempts.

Harry styles (19) works in a bakery, has a normal life and is studying in college. Louis Tomlinson (21) famous footballer, very well known. The two of them have very different lives, what happens when Harry's friend Liam forces them to bump into each other at a game ? [COMPLETED] (A/N I'm terrible at descriptions just trust me and read it x) THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100k READS! 💕 RANKS 💕 #1 - louisandharry (omggg) #1 - direction #1 - larryisreal #30 - larrystylinson #53 - directioner #12 - larryfanfic

Harry's ex boyfriend is determined to win back the curly headed boy's affections even if it means scheming and sabotage. That's his boy and Louis Tomlinson does not share.

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]