Harry was put in West Rock for the murder of his boyfriend, Dustin. Four years later, he's released, trying to live a normal life and escape his reputation. Then there's Louis, the curious new boy who needs to find out if Harry's a killer for himself. As Louis keeps up the chase, Harry grows more and more frustrated, and he finds his gaze on the knives. One push may be all it takes to send Harry into a rage, but Louis is too in over his head to save himself now.

Harry is a preppy 17 year old who'd do just about anything to get into Harvard. Louis is the best friend of a drug dealer who's absolutely infatuated with Harry. Harry and Louis mess around, but no way Harry would let anyone, especially Louis, get in the way of his dreams, right? The story of how infatuation and love can change people and make them do things they said they never would. This is probably going to be a long one, but I think it's gonna be really really good :) Warning: Drugs, Partying, Possibly Some Smut In The Later Chapters, oh and a Shit-ton of Cursing!

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction