Harry Styles, Uni student moves into a flat with who he describes as the God, Louis Tomlinson. Harry is openly Bi, having sex with anything that moves, but all he wants is his straight flat mate Louis in his sheets. What happens when he realises Louis was gay this whole time? (This contains a lot of smut, and you will more than likely need to follow to read) Xx

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]

L. S. „Als was arbeiten Sie?" Nichtmal eine Sekunde nachdem ich das gefragt hatte, bereute ich es schon. Ich kam total aufdringlich rüber. Stirnrunzelnd hob er den Kopf und schaute mich skeptisch an. Ich wusste es. Doch nach kurzem Zögern antwortete Harry. - Tatsächlich nicht so hart daddy geworden wie ich vorhatte, aber have fun pls. (btw hi an alle die von meinen OS gekommen sind (ganz dezente selfpromo)) *slow updates* (ABER NUR MANCHMAL) sexueller inhalt blabla ihr wisst bescheid