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 life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan.

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 life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan. Or: The one where Louis and Harry definitely aren't friends, and football is everything.

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. not mine-> isthatyoularry (a03)

When long-time enemies, Bakugo Katsuki--the all-star athlete and rascal of Ise--and Izuku Midoriya, the town sweetheart, are paired together for a long-term project, the quiet beachside town of Ise suddenly gets a bit louder. In which, Katsuki is an asshole pole vaulter, Izuku is going to fail psychology, and both are about to have the most intense spring semester yet.

I was a perfect stereotype of life. Yes, damn stereotype. And then i met him. With his green eyes, with his strange... and his illness. "What would you do if you had only 100 days to live?"- Anonymous "I don't know. I would live, i guess, i would try to live."- Louis. You were the one that i avoided all my life. I liked being a stereotype. You blew it. When banality meets distraction - begins The Degradation.

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harry likes pretty pink flowers and louis enjoys ink and piercings. **This story contains possible triggers. Read at your own risk.** started in 2015, finished in 2017. slowly editing.

"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.

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.