"All I can start with, is don't blame me, Harry. I mean that." In silent response, Harry merely nodded, signaling there was no ounce of judgement between them.
OR
Louis Tomlinson, a mediocre-level status footballer, faces a break-up and ends up finding a place in some bar. By some chance, he meets Harry, a guy who just called off an engagement from relationship mishaps.
After briefly getting to know each other, they settle with some agreement, holding no attached strings or attachment for each other.
Yet, does a rule like that really last if you don't care to let it?
[This book is dedicated to @-someepiphany]
[WARNING : A lot of robberies !!]
"No one knows?"
"Nope."
"No strings attached?"
"Nope."
"Fine."
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Louis Tomlinson has been battling depression ever since his dad commit suicide. He doesn't have many friends and to make matters worse; he's gay.
That's when Harry shows up in Doncaster. He's rude, stubborn, and close minded. Harry immediately hates Louis.
Louis is the exact opposite of Harry, he's quiet, polite, broken, weak. But when there is only 2 homosexual lads in one town, you learn to accommodate. That's where it started; harmless fun. A quick shag now and then.
But when Harry is around Louis' depression disappears, his nightmares of his dad are gone too.
Can hate really change into love?
****WARNING: some of the chapters are private so you must be following me to read them. (the smut chapters)
{also first time writing full on smut}