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]

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

****COMPLETED**** Texting. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 ||Harry|| Unknown number: meet me at Starbucks tomorrow...well today. Please! Let me explain everything. Me: who is this? Unknown number: who do you think?? It's Louis! Me: sorry stranger but wrong number... Louis: oh..um..sorry...who is this? Me: I don't want to tell you yet.. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 Louis and Harry texting by accident. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 WARNING: Sad later on in the story. If you are looking for a happy care-free book to read, this may not be your cup of tea.

"holy shit, harry! I felt it! I felt your touch!"