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. Hello! This story is not mine!! It's by isthatyoularry on ao3. Also this story was taken down for lord knows what reason but I'll upload it again, I got a lot of messages asking what happened but I have no idea either. Also, I will be uploading the harry's pov to this book as well. Happy reading :)

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.

" Life is not a song, sweetling. Someday you may learn that, to your sorrow. " his sweet tone was laced with honey, plump drops dropping on each word. They seemed soft and gentle to a mere mundane, but underneath, the meaning was way deeper than he left for the eye to see. or where Harry was a rich, arrogant, spoiled kid who received anything his heart desired with just a flick of his fingers AND Louis was the Capo dei capi with a whole reign submissed at his legs, not lacking one single thing he desired #1 in Larrystylinson #1 in Harrystyles #1 in Louistomlinson #2 in Lourry

16-year-old Harry has OCD, causing him to have repeated thoughts, feelings, ideas, sensations, obsessions, and behaviors. He thinks he's a freak. There's a new boy at school who disagrees. This boy could be the one to break down Harry's walls, and his name is Louis. **Warnings: Selfharm (PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY SELF HARM), OCD, language.**