Harry Styles is the Villages dress maker. One of the best. Problem is he works for his horrible step father, who treats him like dirt. Harry sleeps on the floor in the basement of the shop, as his step father won't have him in their house. The Styles household is one of the richest families in the village but Harry is the poor gay boy that has barely enough to eat. His best friend and co-worker tries to help him as much as possible without getting into trouble with her employer. Louis Tomlinson is the prince of the land, and is being forced to marry a young girl. To find the right girl, the King and Queen has organized a royal ball for every man, woman and child. But what awaits the prince, is something no one could predict...

"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