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]

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Während eines Geschäftstrips trifft Angelina auf den weltberühmten Harry Styles, Sänger einer Boyband, doch wie es halt so ist, ahnt sie nichts von seinem Beruf. Ihre durchgeknallte Cousine hingegen, kennt diesen Medien-Harry bestens. Vermeintlich ist dies also der Start einer stinknormalen Liebesgeschichte mit Höhen und Tiefen, wäre da nicht Angelinas grundsätzliche Abneigung gegenüber Boybands und Harrys außerordentlich hoher Bekanntheitsgrad, welcher sich bald als Störfaktor entpuppt. Und ... Und wäre ihre Liebe nicht von diesen unglaublich schicksalhaften Ereignissen überschattet. Ein Hauch von Übersinnlichem liegt in der Luft und steuert scheinbar das Leben der beiden. Aber hat hier Angelinas verstorbene Großmutter tatsächlich ihre Finger mit im Spiel? Klar wird nur eins: Es ist wahrlich die Geschichte ihres Lebens und das Schicksal findet seinen Weg. Mit anderen Worten: "The Story Of Our Life - Fata Viam Invenient" ❤️ Viel Spaß beim Lesen wünscht euch Elexis ❤️ Und Vorsicht! Es gibt Sexszenen. Wer es nicht mag und trotzdem liest: Bitte nicht beschweren. Ein besonderer Dank geht an @Luna201414 für die Vertonung des ersten Kapitels. © Alle Rechte vorbehalten