Louis and Harry grew up together, and were best friends even in their earliest memories. They are 12 years old when Louis has to move to Australia, and they never expect anything to be the same again. They make a pact, a promise to one another, put it in a bottle and throw it out to sea. They promise to get back in touch if any of them ever find the bottle again. A silly, childish pact that isn't so silly when you're only twelve years old. Seven years later, fate turns in their favour. Louis stumbles upon an old, green bottle and Harry just happens to be in Australia as an exchange student. They spend time together catching up, but no amount of time can make up for the seven years they spent apart. It's almost cruel when you realise the one thing most important to you has been in front of you all the while, yet you never realise.

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

••complete 2014•• harry wants to be a bad boy and he knows just the boy to help him

••complete 2014•• all it takes is one drunk call for them to start talking. after all, who better to tell your secrets to than a stranger

••complete 2014•• in which two boys sit and drink tea together, but they never reveal their names

"So this is my new secretary?" Mr.Styles asked, raising one of his eyebrows. "Yes." The now ex-secretary replied. Mr. Styles frowned, giving Louis a once over, "I was expecting...someone...I don't know, better?" "Excuse me, Mr.Rude, I will be the one managing your schedules from now on so you might want to watch your tongue."

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