There are no coincidences in life. Just happenings of fate. The most beautiful yet tormenting one being Love; A meeting of two people who can accept both the dark and light sides of each other. However, when 24-year-old Louis and 23-year-old Harry cross paths, they fear that when you have a dark side as big as theirs, nothing is ever as good as it seems. With one struggling to find his way out of his traumatic past and the other surrendering to the familiarity of staying alone, Will they be able to find light within the darkness? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- WARNING: There will be smut and mention of angst, blood, murder, and trauma.

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

The one where Harry uses strawberry shampoo (currenty editing) top!Louis bottom!harry

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]