Louis doesn't do well with feelings. He hates "the feels" as the lads put it. You would think growing up in a house full of women he would be more emotional than any one; on the contrary. He was the man of the house after his dad took off, he was the shoulder to cry on, the one who had to get over HIS fear of spiders so his sisters had someone to call on; he was the peacekeeper, cracking jokes to ease tense situations, pinching away his tears. Enter Harry Styles. Five years in the same band, five years of living in each others pockets, five years of friendship, all gone to shit after a drunken night. Louis not equipped to deal with these emotions, so he does what he does best. Hide. Only this time, someone's looking for him. Summary sucks. The idea is just coming to me, so if it doesn't work out I'll just delete it lol.