This is NOT my work. This story belongs to purpledaisy on Archive Of Our Own. If you would rather read it on ao3, here is the link: archiveofourown.org/works/12329163/chapters/28033731 ~ Harry stares at him, the line of his jaw standing out scarily. "I wanted to get the most out of this trip so I planned it carefully...
Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles live in a frat house.
"And words hurt. They make you bleed because they bleed themselves. Because the verb became flesh and lived among us and words incarnated, embodying the same pain we loaded them with. Because Louis spoke just like he bled and bled like what he spoke. And, when speaking about himself, he showed no mercy." Harry didn't...
They couldn't be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster, before then he's off to Uni. He has big plans for his future, and thanks to his parent's money he will have no problem achieving them. Everyone who attends his school...
"I've let you use me from the day that we first met, but I'm not done yet falling for your fools gold." - Louis to Harry. Louis just can't help it, it feels real. But, he knows it isn't.
Harry has been pining for eight years over one Louis Tomlinson who just so happens to be one of the group heading off to Spain for a two week holiday.
Louis interns at the state prison and meets Harry who's on death row with only six months until his execution date. - "Why would you want to love someone who's already gone." "I didn't choose to, but I do, and now I'll just have to accept that my heart will be shattered."
"Hey, wanna come over and give me that blow job?" "Ew no dude, who even are you!!??"
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful...