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

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]

They weren't expecting to fall in love. Their pasts prohibited it. Yet fate and the cold winter air had other plans. Opportunities will arise that will cause both to make the decision to either let love go or fight for what they want-- each other. [Harry Styles AU] All Rights Reserved © jhildey | 2013 || COMPLETED This story has nothing to do with the real Harry Styles. Like most AU stories, I used him as a character so you can picture "Harry" in your mind. This has nothing to do with the REAL Harry or One Direction.

❝It was the minute that I couldn't see those green eyes anymore that everything went dark.❞