Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

Nothing is better than traveling to an international beach beach resort, but when Louis Tomlinson found out he was the only teenager in a one-thousand mile radius it suddenly seemed daunting. That was until the Australian Harry Styles shows up and the pair find themselves in chaotic adventures all over the little city of Lautoka, Fiji. Unfortunelty all the fun comes to an end as they boys reenter the harsh reality of the world, but on different continents. Staying in touch didn't seem to hard until it was, one year after a once in a lifetime vacation Louis finds Harry on a social media app and decided to try again.

"Get your head out of your ass for once" Louis shouted angrily his cheeks red with anger. "i'd rather have it near yours" Louis choked at Harry's words, his own caught in his throat thinking of something to say back. But when Harry walks closer to him cornering him against the locker placing both of his hands on each side of his head he knew that he won't be able to talk for the next hour and he'd rather not knowing that what will come out of his mouth won't be words.