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. All credits go to ©️ Velvetoscar.

"It's true, I crave you." Where Louis' a hardcore fanboy and loves Harry Styles a lot. (One Direction is Four Direction)

They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there's one thing that completely annoys him, it's that there is a community college right across the street from St. Mark's Private School, and he has to look at the poor, totally inappropriate students that go there. Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to Doncaster's community college, just because the Holmes Chapel comprehensive expelled him twice in the span of two years, so he and his family had to move to another town. He has no future because he never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he's either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there's one thing he absolutely hates, it's the snobby students attending the private school right across from his, who think they're better than anyone just because their parents have money. When they meet, Louis is nothing but disgusted by the tattooed boy, and Harry can't help but laugh at the innocent yet sassy boy with blue eyes and amazing arse. Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that's the last (and maybe the only) thing they need. (Disclaimer: I'm from America and know close to nothing about the education system in England, so I apologise in advance.) LAST CHAPTERS ARE ON PRIVATE BECAUSE OF MATURE CONTENT! YOU NEED TO FOLLOW IF YOU WANT TO READ -- Thank you @Cupcaribo for the banner ! Love it :)

« Tell me I should stay, Lou. Tell me you want me to stay. » « You know I can't. » « But I - I love you. » Louis turned his gaze away and shut his eyes. Harry had said it. He had turned everything upside down, just like always since he walked into Louis' life. How can two people who hate each other so much can fall in love so easily ? And what happens when high school comes to an end ?

Louis graduated from fashion school and after searching for almost a year louis gets a job at gucci as an assistant fashion director to Alessandro Michele Harry styles is the CEO of Gucci what happens when they have a one night stand i mean a 2 night stand and louis becomes pregnant how will things play put well lets read and find out THIS BOOK IS MPREG (where male can get pregnant) IF THIS IS NOT YOUR CUP OF TEA PLEASE DONT READ AND MAKE COMMENTS ABOUT IT, THIS IS YOUR WARNING DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A DOCTOR, LAWYER, THERAPIST OR IN LAW ENFORECEMENT SO ALTHO SOME OR MAYBE ALL CAN OR WILL MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK, ITS FICTION SO THE FACTS ARE NOT ACCURATE Im not a professional writer I just get ideas in my head so spelling punctuation marks and a lot of errors will be in all my books thanx ================================================ boyxboy smut fluff bad words alot bully mpreg and what ever can fit in this story "UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY" i hope

"Jesteś taki malutki." Żeby udowodnić swoją rację, Louis ścisnął mocno Harry'ego w swoich ramionach, a Harry przytulił się do klatki piersiowej Louisa możliwie jak najbliżej. "Moja śliczna laleczka z papieru." A kiedy Louis przytulił go ponownie, składając niepewny, lecz ciepły pocałunek na zimnym czole Harry'ego poczuł, że jego serce znowu to czuje, poczuł miłość. Delikatne trzepotanie, którego nawet najbardziej opanowany człowiek na świecie nie mógł powstrzymać. Kochał Louisa. Kochał go mimo to, że nie chciał, naprawdę nie chciał. Okej, no może trochę.