Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

Louis Tomlinson is a huge fan of Harry Styles, and runs a very popular fan account for him. Harry is Louis' biggest idol, the person he's looked up to, the person he posts about on a daily basis, he is Louis' everything. But what he never expected, was for his idol to finally notice him. In more ways than one. **Discontinued

Writers block is fucking me as I can't write so, my 3am brain thought.. OH! why not post all those stupid poems you have on your instagram thinking someone would recognise your work! Spoiler: They don't. I am not sure about people here so yeah... you are welcome ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ [Leaving the images I rightfully own all the writings in this. If I saw anysort of plagiarism of my work we would have to take it to the DMs and it will not be pretty]