I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

Set in a Medieval era where young peasant boys are sold as personal slaves to the sons of nobility. Prince Louis Tomlinson of England, upon the coming of his tenth birthday is taken to select his very own 'playmate', and is immediately captivated by the scrawny little boy, pressed to the back of his cage with the tangled mess of curls and the most adorable dimples. From the moment Louis laid eyes on the boy both of their lives became so permanently intertwined that no amount of threats or standing social standard could tear them apart. However, that certainly doesn't stop anyone from trying.

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Louis Tomlinson isn't your averaged 19-year old boy. He hears voices. He talks to himself. He is trapped in his own little word. Soon, the voices start telling him to do bad things. Just burn your hand, it won't hurt. Just slit your wrists, don't you like blood? Maybe you should take a few extra pills. The voices were now screaming at him, commanding him to do all the horrid things. After he listens to them, and cuts a deep gash into his arms, his parents put him into Medical Meadow Institute. There, he meets Harold Edward Styles. He was suffering from Severe Multiple-Personality-Disorder. These multiple personalities all feel differently about Louis, but all Louis wants is for Harry to be happy. And maybe, just maybe, they can start it all over again.

Louis Tomlinson keeps three secrets--three that change him. First, Louis Tomlinson isn't like the other boys. He's known since secondary school; but it took him a long time to come to terms with it. Louis' sexuality is one of the hardest things he's had to deal with, and he has to deal with it alone. He knows how foolish it would be to tell anyone else--people can be so judgmental. Secondly, Louis Tomlinson is depressed. For him, depression is no longer a condition, it's a state of being. Happiness doesn't exist in his life--he struggles just to get out of bed day to day. Louis hates himself, he hates his sexuality, and most of all, he hates his life. He slowly begins to understand what it means to be truly alone. His third secret is comes in the form of his creamy-skinned, curly-haired Cheshire flat neighbour. Everything from his rosy cheeks to his mossy-green eyes have Louis going mad with longing. He's never even exchanged a word with him, but he knows that he's addicted to this boy. He is Louis's drug, and he can't get enough of him. He's Louis's dirty, dark little secret that he has to hide because he's scared of being left alone yet again. But they say that holding things in can destroy a person from the inside out. And these secrets are breaking Louis Tomlinson.