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]

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

Harry wants Louis to teach him how to swim. Louis doesn't want to.

Louis Tomlinson. Known by everyone, but not loved. He is just a teenager in a normal school. He never did anything wrong, but that doesn't stop people from bullying him. Ever since he first showed his face, people have been calling him names , have been giving him weird faces and even went as far as physically hurting him. Maybe it's the fact that he is gay, maybe it's something else. Louis wouldn't know. Giving up hope, Louis starts to self-harm, finding at least a bit relief in his razor blade. He even thinks of killing himself. The world would be better off without him. No one can save Louis, except for maybe the strange but beautiful creature that intrudes his dreams. Flowers are just plants, but can they be enough to save Louis?

Harry hates his curls, so he hides them using a beanie. Louis is a twink, and he loves people with curly hair.

“Wait Harry invited you?! You mean the Harry that Louis has been pining over since year seven? The Harry Styles that had Louis call Zayn because he accidently liked one of his facebook statuses from three years ago? The Harry that had Louis-“ “We get it Niall,”

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