"..i just want to be skinny, harry!" louis cried out to his love. [lowercase intended]

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

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

"I know what you went through, Lou."

Louis sent 14 messages before he died. One to his mother, one to his sister Lottie, one to his sister Fizzy, one to his sister Phoebe, one to his sister Daisy, and nine to his best friend, Harry Styles.

A support line can save a life.

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he's found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. (please keep in mind that this has not been edited as I am just posting it over here for the people who asked for it)

Louis interns at the state prison and meets Harry who's on death row with only six months until his execution date. - "Why would you want to love someone who's already gone." "I didn't choose to, but I do, and now I'll just have to accept that my heart will be shattered."