Harry Styles, loved by many, yet none owned his heart. He was a pretty big deal around school. Everyone knew who he was. Harry Styles was a flower crown wearing lad who didn’t mind adding color to his wardrobe. No one particularly cared that he wore slightly more girly clothes, or that he was openly gay. He was unique and bubbly, and honestly who couldn’t love him. Louis Tomlinson definitely did not have a crush on said boy (he did). Ever since he saw him on the first day of secondary school, he knew this would be more than just a crush. Now they’re both seniors and Louis has yet to do anything about it. Why would he? He was considered to be the skater punk who spent too much time at the skate park and had one too many tattoos. What happens when flower child meets skater boy, will it be a love everlasting?

"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