no lemon drops no bubblegum
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 15k
They never interacted in that one semester, in that one class, and never were put in the same group, never sat close to each other.
Then again, it’s not like Louis was hoping it’ll turn to something more. Just a fleeting crush, that he’ll get over once he stops seeing him every week.
Except he hasn’t stopped, he’s still thinking about it once in a while. What’s Harry Styles doing today? Has he cut his hair? Does he still eat scones for breakfast every Wednesday? He got his answers now, at least about the state of his hair. Harry’s hair is a lot shorter than the last he remembers, it curls around his ear, framing his square jaw nicely. He’d have to ask about the scone next time. If there’s ever a next time.
University AU. In which Louis is most definitely not pining.
written for @bottomlouisficfest

















