It's the year 2020 and Louis gets an unexpected call informing him that one direction were reuniting in no less than a month. When the time comes, no one expected Harry to act the way he does. Or a hate to love fic where Harry and Louis reunite after the hiatus. Completed- 26th jan, 2020

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

"გრძნობები ერთმანეთში იხლართება და ირევა. მე ტკივილს ვგრძნობ... სრულ სიცარიელეში ტკივილს ვგრძნობ. შენ კი შორს ხარ, ძალიან შორს. ნელ-ნელა ფერს კარგავ და მეც ველი, როდის ჩაიფერფლები"

"უყურებს მის სხეულს და ვერ ხვდება. ვერ ხვდება ახლა რას გრძნობს. ვერ ხვდება მისი სხეული იზიდავს თუ სული? რას გრძნობს ის, ვნებას თუ სიყვარულს?" (დასრულებული)

"ალექსანდრემ გამიღიმა. უბრალოდ ერთი მზერით მომწამლა. და ეს საკმარისი იყო რომ უსასრულობა შემეგრძნო".

"შენ გამიღიმე, უბრალოდ გამიღიმე. მე შეგიყვარებ, უბრალოდ შეგიყვარებ"

"Once you meet someone, you never really forget them."

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