none of these are mine, they all come from different authors on archive of our own. read if you want to sob.

Once again, not my fic. I claim no part of this, it was completely written by the AO3 user Velvetoscar. If you want to follow them on tumblr, you can find them at mizzwilde.tumblr.com I take no credit, I only put it on Wattpad for the people who don't have an AO3 account and can't read it. 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.