VelvetOscar

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 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]

babyhoneyharry: you only like me because you want inside my pants cockytommo: no I also like you because you have a dick in those pants 😏 Harry is insecure and hates everything about himself, but meets Louis when he's on a website to make friends. Louis is cocky and only wants to fuck Harry, at first, then he just wants Harry to feel beautiful. #2- larrystylinson lower case intentional (: translation soon to be in -italian -french

"I'm going to fuck up your soldier, Tomlinson." "Only if you can fuck me first, Styles." [Italian translation available]