Harry Styles has it all: his egotistical friends, a hot girlfriend, and ton of money equipped with an incredible fashion sense; he's the sort of 18-year-old others dream of being. And then there was Louis Tomlinson: shy, socially awkward and under-appreciated, from a family not so economically stable; the kind of 18-year-old others would hate to be. His gawky nature makes him a bullying target of Harry's group, the moment he joins their school. But when the school organises a trip to Paris, and Harry is placed in a hotel room with Louis, what will happen when a friendship blossoms, maybe turning into something more? How will Harry hide his secret liking towards Louis from his friends, and more specifically, from his girlfriend of over two years? This is not my fanfic, the only reason I did this was so I could read it easier. All credits go to DirtyLarryStylinson on ao3!