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 :)

Lando stirs, his eyelids flickering as the sun finds its way through a crack in the curtain and shines a bright stripe over the bed and straight onto Lando's face. He grunts and gathers his strength to flip himself over and bury his face in the pillows. Just as he starts to turn, there's a low grunt coming only centimetres away, turning Lando's blood into ice for a split second. His eyes spring open, and after a few moments of adjusting to the light, his gaze fixes on the sleeping Spaniard next to him. Lando lets out a deep sigh, sinking back into his fluffy white pillow without taking his eyes off Carlos. - Follow two teammates as they realise that they can't keep their hands away from each other. Lando Norris x Carlos Sainz Adult content. I do separate my stories from the real people, and I advise you to do the same.

"Every person u kiss dies, unless it's your soulmate. You share the pain your soulmate feels, until the moment their lips meet". Carlos couldn't bare looking at his family who all had already found their soulmate, while he sat there with no one by his side. It was difficult. If you're in love, you want to give the other affection and kiss them. But not if there is a risk if it isn't your soulmate.. • • • I update whenever I'm in the mood to upload since I'm already trying to update regulary on my other book! Sowwy x Disclaimer: none of this story is real, this is just fictional! If any of the people mentioned in this story are uncomfortable with stories like this, I'll delete it and I respect it

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

Harry Styles is going into his third year of university and he's going to talk to the boy with blue eyes and pretty ankles he's been crushing on for the last two years if it's the last thing he does. With the help of his friends, he's thrown into a few awkward situations along the way.

Best smut evah. :)))) Read it!!:))))) cover is made by amazing @art-ep-ist