Awake

( a Louis Tomlinson & One Direction fanfiction)

When Dylan moves to the UK to study music, the last thing she expected was to, literally, run into the guy of her dreams.

Louis looks exactly the same as the boy that she's been dreaming about for the last six months. He's tall, blue eyed and he is always carrying around a soccer ball. He's got the same accent that she's been hearing every time she falls asleep and his friends look strikingly familiar. There's just one big difference.

The guy she's been dreaming about? He's lovely, he helps little old ladies cross streets and has the brightest smile she's ever seen.

This guy? He's an asshole who doesn't seem to care about anyone around him.

And the worst part is, he doesn't seem to recognise her at all.