"FUCKING HARRY STYLES! And no, that is not a to-do list. It's an adequate description of the most annoyingly self-indulgent human being, Louis Tomlinson has ever met, and those were his first thoughts when he laid eyes on the guy." All in all, this makes for a pretty unbearable situation when an unlucky coincidence, a need for good publicity and a whole lot of rumors results in a pretend friendship - or whatever one would call the relationship between Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles.

You can do this! You are Louis Fucking Tomlinson for fuck sake. Louis eyes were closed. He was trying to concentrate on the task before him. Task? Sex! Sex with his awsome girlfriend! "Ehm, Louis? So, not Only did "Mr Tomlinson" fail him once again, his girlfriend (well now ex-girlfriend, thank you very much) also accused him for being In love with his badmate and best friend Harry Styles! She was clearly delusional rambling about staring and hugging and what not. Worst of all, she broke up with him, telling him to "figure it out". What the hell? Louis isnt Gay! Or is he? English isnt my first language so I'm sorry if there are any miss-spellings. :) This is pure fiction.