Not my story - written by isthatyoularry on Ao3 Summary: It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his lif...
Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. "I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully." His voice is low and steady and somehow that's worse than when he was yelling. "So far, you've put your sticky fingers on everything I've tried to do." "Sticky fingers?" Louis repeats...
It hurts to see the one you love with someone else. To see them smiling with someone that isn't you. To see them kiss and hug someone right in front of you and they don't realize that you're there wishing they would kiss you instead. The feeling in your heart when they say " I love you.", but it's not meant for you...