You hid there last time, you know we're gonna find you Sick in the car seat, cause you're not up to going Out on the main streets, completing your mission

Harry loves all his friends but they all only love him for his popularity except Zayn whose been there since Kindergarten. Later on Harry and his mom have to move away. There is a ghost boy that goes by the name Louis and he haunts the Doncaster Mansion House which is their new house and doesn't like company. Can Harry help out this beautiful boy to figure out his confusion or will he join him so he isn't lonely?

Inspired by Maroon 5, Daylight. A beast by day and a boy by night. Harry Styles was far from normal. Cursed at a young age, he was forced to flee from his home and roam the streets of London in search of his true love, who could break his curse. Harry was a fragile boy. He hid his emotions beneath an expressionless mask. The town people of Doncaster only knew him as the Beast in the bedtime stories they told to frighten their children. Harry roamed alone and pining for that perfect man who would break his curse. Yes, Harry Styles, also known as the Beast, was gay. Bet you those bedtime stories don't tell you that. One night, while he was running along the rim of a building, he happened to glance into a window. He stopped. His heart stopped. He caught his breath. Harry moved closer to the window. It was open. Harry stepped through it, his eyes never leaving the boy lying in the bed. He was perfect. With feathery brown hair that flopped over eyes while he slept and perfect pink lips. His lashes were so long that they made him look like a girl. Basically he was the most beautiful boy Harry had ever seen in his entire life. Harry watched the boy sleep like it was the most fascinating thing in the world. Creepy, I know. At last, when the pink dawn spilled its light in through the window, Harry stood up and left the boy silently without waking him.

❝I woke up to see a figure standing in my doorway. Louis. He made his way into my room and onto my bed, right next to me. I glanced over at him only to see that he was staring at me, rather intensely. His eyes were full of determination and ... lust? No, it couldn't be. I grinned at him and said, "Boo, what cha' staring at me f - mmmmppphhfff" I was cut by a strong pair of lips being smacked onto my own. Lou's lips.❞ {i really am clueless on these intros, i apologize}