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]

It all started with the headaches. Harry's fine, he thought just so so tired. My own rendition of the iconic Cold Blue Water fic.

Louis moves into a flat while he’s at university, his next-door neighbour, Harry, who he’s never seen is rather loud at night. Louis confronts him about said noise and the two start to chat through the rather thin wall between their bedrooms. Will they ever meet, and if they do… what could ensue for the both of them?

Have you ever regretted something you’ve done so much that it physically hurts? I have. It’s like a constant ache in my chest. Have you ever had someone in your life that it so special to you that you think your chest might just burst open when you see them? I have… And I messed it up. I, Harry Styles, had to go and wreck it. Harry Styles had everything. He had a loving family, a good job and an amazing boyfriend, Louis. But he met someone who was slightly too edgy and dangerous to cope with, someone who gave him the easy route to 'fit in'. He got caught in a trap he didn’t like, but didn’t stop in time to escape. He let his one and only fall out of the love that filled every space of Harry's being. After three years in prison, can Harry fix all the torn edges he left when he went away? Or is it too late… DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone in this story, it is purely fiction.

❝I bet I can make you feel pain.❞ ❝I'd like to see you try.❞

"Harry Styles has been reported to be at the hospital for almost two days now after being a victim of a wild car accident last Friday night after last being seen sitting at a bar drinking alone." Part of me was kind of shocked due to not remembering that factor, then again I never really thought about how I ended up in the bed I'm currently sitting in, or even how I injured my leg. Though, I felt my lips twist into some kind of grin because one of my dreams just came true, I was on television. Not proud of the situation, but― "...his band members have not been in contact with the press since the incident and the fans are going wild wanting, no, demanding for more news on what happened." She went on. I felt my eyes bulge out of its sockets. Wait a second; band members? Fans!? CHASING THE MOMENTS. checked marked as completed story on August 12, 2012.

"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}

Detention is supposed to be a punishment, but for Louis and Harry, it's the start of something beautiful. Unfortunately, what starts off as a harmless love affair quickly takes a turn for the worse. Through all the stereotypes, judgments, family issues, and demons from the past, Louis and Harry struggle to stay strong. What happens in detention, stays in detention. [NOTE: I began writing this book in 2011 when I was 13 years old. There are many grammatical errors, cringe-worthy moments, and plot inconsistencies. Obviously, my writing has improved immensely since 2011, so please feel free to check out any of my more recent works instead. This book is not representative of my present-day writing abilities. I would prefer to delete this entirely (and its sequel), but there have been many readers who have expressed their love and appreciation for this book despite its flaws. Regardless, thank you all for your support with the Detention series over the past few years. I love and appreciate each and every one of you.]

"So here's the thing," he starts. "I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?" Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, "And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like." or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with him. {Ao3 wankersville}

Harry and louis were co-captains, problem was they couldn't stand each other. They played well together, but only where football was concerned.