Harry Styles, Uni student moves into a flat with who he describes as the God, Louis Tomlinson. Harry is openly Bi, having sex with anything that moves, but all he wants is his straight flat mate Louis in his sheets. What happens when he realises Louis was gay this whole time? (This contains a lot of smut, and you will more than likely need to follow to read) Xx

Harry is mesmerized by the remarkable new senior student Louis. Louis' bad boy reputation and good looks quickly earn him respect at school. But somehow, Harry finds a way to break him out of his shell and show him the real Louis Tomlinson. But is their undefined relationship really true, or was it pushed through unpure motives?

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers. Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.

Harry: Ass pic. Naked ass pic. Louis: No. Where the biggest fuckboy in school, Harry, ask for nudes.