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

Harry is the receptionist at a New York Fashion magazine, and is getting tired with the predictable day, Louis is the chief editor and Harry may have a borderline stalking crush on him. Liam is the accountant that’s much too puppy like to harass people into money, Zayn is the model that just wants to become the design artist, and Niall eats more food than he sells.

Louis is a prankster so when he chokes on a sweet in class no one believes him until he's almost dead, will Harry, Louis' best friend and crush be able to save him and what will happen between them?

Louis works in a Furniture shop and has been a little low lately, so when Harry Styles appears, buying a new peice of furniture twice a week, Louis is determined to hate him until he can't anymore.

Harry is accident prone and Louis is a volunteer minor emergency worker. They meet a lot and things happen.

Harry wants Louis to teach him how to swim. Louis doesn't want to.

Louis is lost, stumbling in the dark with his empty heart. Then he meets Harry under the stars. Can he help Louis find his back home? Trigger warnings

He has the job, the girlfriend and the Best friend he could ever ask for, so why is Louis feeling like somethings missing? Then, things become different between himself and Harry, though they are not all to keen on trying to change it. But, when he ends up cheating on Eleanor with Harry, he might just find out that two can play that game.

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

Eager to reach his families expectations, Louis lives a life of secrecy and denial. In one of the most respected households in Doncaster, there's no room for mistake. But when Louis meets Harry styles in his first year of boarding school, it seems all the more difficult to keep himself In check.