It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything. Hello! This story is not mine!! It's by isthatyoularry on ao3. Also this story was taken down for lord knows what reason but I'll upload it again, I got a lot of messages asking what happened but I have no idea either. Also, I will be uploading the harry's pov to this book as well. Happy reading :)

(Only rated as Restricted because of the occasional swearing. Oops.) "I'm getting married to Eleanor." It hit Harry making his whole body going numb. Everything muted for a second. It echoed in his head. Then the words finally sunk in. "I'm getting married to Eleanor." Harry's mouth went dry. This was not happening. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.