For Harry, photography has always been his passion.

It started when his father gave him a camera for his sixth birthday. Looking back, it was just an old thing with poor quality, and since Harry had no experience with taking pictures, the photos turned out quite bad.
But from day one, the little boy with chocolate brown curls and piercing green eyes was obsessed with taking photos - of everything, really. Soon, there were pictures of his stuffed elephant named Elmo, his cat Dusty, his parents and his sister Gemma flying around the house.

It quickly became an obsession for Harry to take a photo of everything he finds himself admiring in his daily life, whether it would be his cup of coffee he always gets in a little cozy café just around the corner, a pretty flower growing in his mum's garden, or the busy streets of London he calls his home.
Of everything he sees and likes, he snaps a picture with his little Canon camera he always carries with him or if he doesn't have it at hand, his smartphone, and uploads them on his Instagram to share them with the world.

But most importantly, Harry loves to photograph people who are just as passionate about something as he is about photography.
Artists, doctors, actors - Harry Styles takes pictures of them all.
That's what got him into becoming a professional sports photographer, he thinks. Because those people are just so passionate about what they do, whether it'd be riding a horse or a bike, swimming, playing tennis or... football.

It's just something about watching and photographing football that fascinates Harry. Enough to make him choose it as his main department he works in as a photographer.
Of course, he also takes pictures on tennis matches or a horse riding competition, but for the main part, the young man finds himself being crouched down on the grass on the side edge of the football field with his camera im his lap, snapping picture after picture.

He doesn't really have a favourite team, feels like it would be kind of unprofessional and make him want to only take pictures of the players that belong to this team.
Looking at the different football players Harry gets to see on nearly a daily basis, now that is a whole different subject.
The thing is, he tries to stay unbothered and collected, only focused on his camera, he really does - but being a young hormonal man and watching still young, but (for the most part) older men running around the football field, kicking the ball from player to player and shouting and cheering with each other... it leaves Harry with a thrill running down his spine, especially if the guys on the field aren't too tall, have a scruffy but soft looking beard with sparkling blue eyes and a soft chestnut colored fringe to match. Oh, and go by the name Louis William Tomlinson.

So yeah, Harry has had a little crush on the Doncaster lad for quite a while, but it's nothing serious, really. He has only been assigned to take pictures on three of Louis' team's matches this season, and it's not like other football players aren't cute as well. Because they are.

But it's not like any of them would even notice the guy sitting on the side edge of the field, looking at them through the lense of his big bulky camera.
And that is okay for Harry, honestly. Because he gets paid too well to complain about some teenage fantasy of his not being fulfilled when he gets to see some of the best football players in the world from up close and all he has to do is take pictures of them.

It's his dream job, really.

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For Louis, football has always been his passion.

It started when his stepdad gave him a football for his fourth birthday. Looking back, it was quite a bad football, a little colourful one specifically for young children to play with. It wasn't made out of leather, more like plastic or another synthetic material, and since Louis had no idea what he was even doing (he was only 4 years old after all) , he looked like a stumbling mess most of the time.
But from day one, the little boy with feathery chestnut hair and piercing blue eyes was obsessed with playing football. He did it all the time.
Soon, there were posters of famous football players - his idols - hung on his walls, and his numerous footballs rolling around the house.

It quickly became his obsession to play in every free minute he has. When he came home from school, ate lunch and did his homework, his mother Johannah watched from the kitchen window how her only son played with his friends on the street, teaching each other new tricks. But even when his friends left to go home or were just tired of playing for hours, Louis stayed outside, trying to perfect a trick or score 'just one more' goal.

At age 18, Louis' talent was discovered at one of his school team's matches. After a long talk, he signed a contract with his first national club for one year.
His first match for the team wasn't all that great, but over time, he managed to score a few goals and build himself a fanbase that supports him still, six years later.

The next summer, Louis graduated school and signed a contract with a bigger club, and that's probably when things took off for him.
He doesn't really know how it all happened, but he suddenly found himself as one of the main players of the team, playing nearly every match and scoring his fair share of goals.

Coming out as bisexual was not as hard as Louis expected it to be. His coach and team supported him - something he did not expect, but was truly grateful for. Most of his fans didn't seem to mind that much, even though the club did loose some of his supporters and got hate for hiring a bisexual player, but the support and love Louis got was overwhelming.
At his first match after coming out, there were fans with rainbow flags and Love Is Love-signs and Louis cried just a little after scoring the winning goal and being celebrated by both his team and the fans.

Playing football makes Louis feel free and like there is not a bother in the world. People that may seem different in the daily life, people that would not interact if they saw each other on the streets, they suddenly became friends during a match - laughing, crying, shouting, celebrating together.

Louis loves to walk over the pitch, looking up at thousands of fans cheering him and his team on - he feels like he has a purpose, like he was born for this.

It's his dream job, really.

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