In which Louis is an angry and fed up misunderstood punk who finds himself in the company of a very beautiful and very naked boy with a crown of flowers on his head. Which can alternatively be summarized as the author totally took the whole flower child thing to the extreme and she is so sorry but she is glad that you’re reading her nonsense anyways.

Louis works in a Furniture shop and has been a little low lately, so when Harry Styles appears, buying a new peice of furniture twice a week, Louis is determined to hate him until he can't anymore.

Louis had succeeded in killing himself once, all be it for three minutes, the best three minutes of his life. But after that, he can't seem to die, most people call him lucky, he doesn't think he is. He joined the police to put his some what immortality you use, all the while trying to find his heaven, but then he thinks he may have just found it in the boy with hard, cold eyes that's hair curls and he just so happens to be sat on Louis bench.

Louis is depressed, Harry wears flowers in his hair and works on a flower stall and gives Louis flowers with meanings. Louis knows the meaning behind flowers, and he finally smiles.

Louis lives in Paris and works in a café. Harry gets a job as the new chef and Louis accidentally tells him he can’t speak English, and Harry can’t speak French. He’s screwed up and can’t seem to tell Harry he’s actually English.

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