"Home is whenever I am with you" Harry Styles has never been in love. The longest relationship he has ever had lasted for about 2 weeks. He is known as the ‘player’ and ‘man-whore’ of the band Three Directions. That is until Louis Tomlinson comes along. Louis Tomlinson is a socially awkward person. He has been diagnosed with a mild version of depression. He cuts to relieve the pain. He’s never told anyone, because he has never fully trusted anyone. That is, until he meets Harry Styles. Is it a mistake to trust someone and to fall in love? Or will they be able to fix each other? - This is what I call a mini-fic, it will probably be maximum 15 chapters long - - Completed - DISCLAIMER: this is my first story ever so it will be undergoing major editing soon :)

"Skinny dipping, are we?" I freeze in panic as a voice floats towards me. A male voice. I whip around in panic and sink further into the water. "Mind if I join you?" My breath hitches as he asks the question, already stripping of his clothes. Dropping his shirt next to my pile of clothes, his outline continues. "I...I-I do mind, actually." I finally say, turning away from him, focusing my gaze on the opposite shore. I try to steady my breathing into a constant pattern, rather than the short unnerving gasps I was previously using. "Too late..." the beautiful male voice whispers in my ear, directly behind me. All Elle has ever wanted is to meet One Direction. Specifically Louis Tomlinson. So what happens when Elle meets him? Will she be disappointed with the crazy boy she always idolized? Or will she find herself on a crazy adventure in the name of love? Then something happens and her entire world falls apart- can Elle start over without losing herself in the process?

~COMPLETED~ "is it so wrong, that you make me strong" I allowed the tears to stream down my face. *Edited*