"I love you to the moon, stars, galaxies, and beyond, my angel." - Or, the one where 16 year old, Louis Tomlinson, has a crush on his Geometry teacher, Mr. Styles, but doesn't realize that the feeling is extremely mutual. Until he does. © - trips2venus (no longer accepting translations)

Louis Tomlinson is a new student at Rollsridge Academy, he can already tell he isn't going to like it here. The halls are to narrow, the lockers are to small, and don't even get him started on the people. Two words to describe each and every one of them. Stuck Up. Harry Styles is the main target for everybody's interest. Everybody who's anybody knows about him. They either want to be him, or be with him. He likes the attention, all the girls and boys falling at his feet asking him to cast them one single glance. He soaks up as much as he can, because he knows when he gets home, it's the exact opposite of his high school life. There is a deep secret hidden under Louis skin, can Harry figure it out before both of their world's fall apart? or is his skin to thick? I know this sounds super cliche, but I swear. It's not. I've worked super hard on it.

Harry loves to watch Louis paint when he walks past their university's art studio each day and he finally works up enough courage to go and say hi. After being around Louis for a bit, he notices that there always seems to be bruises on his body and he becomes very determined to find out why.

"Louis, I wanna trace every tattoo on your body with my tongue." "Yeah, yeah. Are you done with the living room, doll face?" "I want to feel you thrust deep and hard inside of me." "Have you finished my laundry or my room, beautiful?" "I love you, Lou." "I know bub." Or Harry is hopelessly in love with his best friends brother, Louis. Louis likes to take advantage of that love by making him clean. punk!louis top!louis bottom!harry Can we call this the cleaning fic? Lmao.