Louis Tomlinson, photographer and small town boy, walks the same streets every day waiting for his big break. He just didn't think it'd come in the form moving across the globe to photograph the film industry's current darling, Harry Styles, a 16 year old child star who may not be quite as much the boy next door that the eyes of Hollywood want him to be. Or the one where Harry is a broken boy masquerading behind a life of fame and fortune and Louis is the only one who can see he's drowning.

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.

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]

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 the virgin Duke of Somerset knows little of love, while Louis the sly Duke of Warwick knows too much. When the two dukes come together for the Bilsdale fox hunt in Yorkshire, Harry finds himself drawn into Louis' bed. But when secrets from Louis' dark past come to light, Harry fears that the fox isn't the only one being hunted.