Louis Tomlinson is a famous popstar that has been stealing over a million hearts of teenage girls since he was sixteen. He has never left the cover of magazine ever since winning the X-Factor. Louis is good looking, charming, sassy yet sweet and he cares a lot about his fans. He should be the perfect popstar to manage right? Not according to Simon Cowell. Why? Because Louis is gay. After Louis was spotted leaving a gaybar, Simon sees only one option and that's hiring a beard to stop all the gay rumours. And that's where Eleanor Calder comes in the story. A girl that works in her father's gay bar changes career as Simon Cowell offers her another job As Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend. And her boyfriend Harry isn't happy at all, but he comes along on tour. He is not letting his girlfriend alone with 'mister popstar'. Harry starts to get jealous. But is it because of Louis being able to spend time with Eleanor? Or is he jealous that Eleanor gets to spend time with Louis..

"I feel sorry for your pathetic gay ass, you know." Harry says as he lights up his cigarette, burning holes into the side of his wedding planner's head with his eyes . "Always arranging everybody's wedding, knowing you'll never have that yourself." "I feel sorry for you too." Louis answers while he is writing down in his planner, ignoring the intensity of the curly haired boy's look. "Because if one is truly happy with themselves and their life, they don't try to make it from others look worse to feel at least a bit successful." Louis Tomlinson has been openly gay since he was fourteen. He has struggled a lot during high school because of bullying, but once being in college he could truly be himself without people judging him and he could follow his dream of being a wedding planner. Now he is 24 years old which makes him one of the youngest wedding planners around, but also the most successful after he planned the wedding of the famous Zayn Malik and Gigi Hadid. When he gets a phone call from Taylor Swift herself, asking to arrange her wedding with her mystery fiancé, Louis is over the moon. But that changes quickly when he gets to know her fiancé. Harry Styles. His main bully in high school.

"And he has curly hair." Louis says dreamily, his head resting on his hand. "The brightest green eyes and the cutest dimples. God I just love talking to Harry. He gets me. Same sense of humour, can handle my sarcasm and he is so sweet." "You're so gone for that boy." Eleanor shakes her head fondly when she looks at her best friend. She has never seen those heart eyes on Louis before. "Why don't you meet up? The two of you have been texting now for a few weeks and you seem to click. You said he lives in London too, right? Just go for it, Lou. You deserve a nice boyfriend. Your smile hasn't been wiped off your face since you started texting. What's the problem? He has asked you to meet a few times already, no?" "I can't." Louis' smile immediately vanishes like snow in the burning sun. "Why not? Come on, you are not the nervous type, Tommo. Just go for it. If it doesn't work romantically at least you had some fun, no?" Eleanor nudges her friend with her elbow and takes place next to him on the couch. "Promise me you don't get angry, El?" Louis bites his lip nervously. "What? No, I could never be angry with you. What's wrong, Louis? Come on you can tell me!" "He thinks I'm you..." When Louis' best friend Eleanor hasn't dated in a while, he decides to take the matter in own hands and create a profile for her on an online dating app. But what happens when a guy with brown curly hair and the brightest green eyes starts texting? Maybe Louis' decision to play Eleanor is not the best one he has ever made, for sure not when he develops serious feelings for the boy who is supposed to text his best friend.

"Bucket list?" "Like a list where you check off each box after you're done doing whatever you wanted to do" "No no, love I know what a bucket list is but why make one" "Life is short Harry too short, it's also such a beautiful thing and people take it for granted... any second it can be taken away"

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"You said, no you sang, you sang that everything was gonna be alright. You said that we'll be alright, Harry. But did you mean that?" Where Belle Olivia Granger encounters five young boys who happen to be in the biggest boyband on the planet, and she can't help but fall for the one with the striking green eyes. *this story contains mature and explicit content* Completed January 1, 2021. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 IN FAN #2 IN ONE DIRECTION #6 IN LIAM PAYNE #11 IN HARRY STYLES

"You know I love you right?" Harry questions sternly while holding my face. "Yes." I breathe out. "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't." ------EXPLICIT CONTENT------

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •