His first driving lesson with Louis takes place on a Saturday. Harry stumbles out through the front gate in thrown-on baggy jeans and his ratty Ramones shirt, sees Louis leaning casually against the car, and his knees nearly give out. Apparently "not another surly teacher" meant a drop dead gorgeous twenty-something scruffy guy with shaggy brown hair and cheekbones sharp enough to chop a salad with. Clearly, Robin's trying to get Harry killed at seventeen. *** NONE OF THIS WORK IS MINE THIS IS JUST ONE OF MY FAVORITE ARCHIVE FICS THAT I WANTED TO SHARE ALL CREDIT GOES TO LoadedGunn ON ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN *** side note: i now have a wattpad dedicated just to posting my favourite fics! it's @sprinklesandlou if you wanna go check it out (p.s: none of the works on there will be mine unless otherwise stated, and i will ALWAYS state the author and site they came from)