Summer's POV:
The masses of trees and other green scenery whizzed past as I stared out of the car window. Rain was heavily lashing down, too. Ah, happy English weather.
Before I could acknowledge where we finally were, dad swerved quickly and the engine stopped. We were on my drive. We were home!
"Bloody hell, Chris, we don't all want to die today and this is not a racing car!" Mum sarcastically shouted, half smiling at dad, who was fiddling with the keys in the ignition.
I leapt out of the car and made my way over to the boot. Thinking that Harry would've realized we were back home by now, I heaved my small bag onto my shoulder and walked up to the front door, which mum had already opened.
"Oi, Harry?" I was still confused as to where he was. He usually swings the door open to welcome me into his loving arms. Not today then, ey.
I looked around the bottom floor of my house, peeking in every enclosed space that Harry may have squeezed himself into.
Nothing.
Maybe I'd have to try my luck upstairs.
Firstly, I went to the bathroom. I peered behind the shower curtain (which had an interesting pattern of yellow rubber ducks and bubbles printed on it) to find...
nothing again.
Trudging to the computer/office room, I heard something fall over with a crash/bang/wallop. It wasn't mum or dad, who were piling the bags and stuff into the hallway downstairs - it had come from my room.
"Hmmmm..." I smirked and crept into my dark 'cave', prepared to start searching again. I scanned the place, high and low, until my...
"BOO!"
"AHHHHHHHH!" my heart pounded as I practically threw myself out of my door and onto the landing. I hadn't even drank Red Bull to give me wings to perform this action!
Rubbing my bashed head, I squinted and saw a tall figure standing over me. He had lushious brown curls. He had wide green eyes. And he had a big penis-shaped nose. This sight was rather familiar.
"Ew, why is the boogeyman in my house?" I whined, pulling a face.
"I've come to eat youuuu!" Penis-nose-boogeyman grumbled and lifted me off the floor and back into my room. He flung me onto the bed and started nuzzling his curls onto my face and neck. It tickled lots and lots because his curls are very ticklish...I've been in this situation before.
"Stop it Harry, stop pleeeease!" I squirmed and squirmed, but he just would not stop!
"Okay." He simply said, as he got up and drew the curtains.
Well he backed down quickly, didn't he?
"Aaaaaooow! The light!" The bright sun shined through my window, illuminating Harry's wonderful features. It had stopped raining - woo!
"Welcome back, baby." He leant in and pecked me softly on the lips. I don't think I was talking to boogeyman anymore.
"Hellooo!" I replied, "I've brought you back a little something, by the way. It's very random so you'll definitely like it."
And with that statement, I staggered onto the landing again and picked up my weighty bag, heading back to my room once more. I pulled out a white wooden sheep, covered in fuzzy brown fluff and handed it to Harry.
"Here he is. What shall he be named?" I giggled.
"He shall be named Dr Grassy McPooFuzz." Harry held him high up in the air with both arms, like it was Simba. He was going to christen him with that silly made up name, then...oh dear.
"IT'S THE CIRCLE OF LIIIIIIFE!" I began to chant at the top of my lungs. Harry swayed about along with me.
Usually we are a lot more mental than this, I guess you should worry a bit...unless you would like to join this crazy bunch.
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"Bonjour mon petit filous!" Harry cheerily spoke with a French twang to his husky voice.
"Good morning! Are we all geared up for the party tonight, then?" I smiled.
"Oh hell yeah guuuurl!"
"Woohoooo!"
Today I would put up a video of Harry singing one of my many favourite songs - Seaside by The Kooks - on YouTube and see how many views it would get in a few weeks or so.
We filmed it last week because we like taping his mini-performances and treasuring them. He is a great singer and I'd like to get him noticed. All this would be done in secret and I would have to leave no traces of evidence behind from it. Harry finds things out quite quickly most of the time. Although, he is a bit slow sometimes..
We got out of bed and headed downstairs to grab some 'scran', as Harry's mate Phil calls food. I wonder who made that one up? It's very peculiar.
Just as we stepped foot into the kitchen, we were greeted my the smell of sugary waffles and zingy orange juice. Tidy.
"Morning!" My parents cheered.
We grabbed a waffle each, plonked it on a plate and swiped a glass of OJ off the counter.
"Turn the telly on!" I said, doubting that it was audible to Harry, as I had a mouthful of waffley goodness in my gob.
"Yusssss.." he replied, and took the remote off the shiny glass table and pressed the 'on' button.
We scoffed our breakfast whilst watching morning cartoons on a kids channel.
I guess we resemble children most of the time because we play-fight a lot and stick our tongues out at each other the majority of the time...well, I guess there are multiple reasons why but I won't go into all of them! You could say that we are 5-year-olds in a couple of 18-year-olds' bodies.
I gulped down the last of my orange juice and thought about this party that Harry and me were holding at mine tonight. Mother and father would be out of the way, because they were off to a wedding that I was specifically requested not to attend. The reason for this is that last time I went to a similar event including my family, I made an absolute fool of myself by tripping up and sliding across the table of food (or scran, if you may) and booze, completely ruining everything, apparantly. But people usually only go to parties for the food and wine, etc so I kind of understand. After that, and various other incidents, I was told to stay away from these types of shindigs that included 'the fam', so I wouldn't make an absolute prat of myself once again. I do embarrass my parents a lot.
Anyway, tonight would be filled with highest quality banter provided by our dear, beloved friends. We would all get smashed and finish early in the morning. It was a final plan, and it was going to be top notch.
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Mum and dad had set off for the hotel that they'd be staying in after the wedding tonight, and so left me and Harry together to get things ready and started. But first I have to distract Harry from stepping foot into my secret mission premesis (a.k.a - the computer room). Thinking way, waaaaay ahead, before I went to Wales, I had recorded a few episodes of the TV show that Harry adored - Family Guy. It would keep him occupied for about an hour. Perfect!
After I'd glued him to the couch and made him a hot chocolate, I ran up to the computer room to start uploading the video. I logged into my YouTube account and did the necessary thingymajigs. The video was only a minute and a half approximately, so it didn't take up time to upload. Then I titled it - "Harry Styles singing Seaside - by The Kooks" and put a cheeky description in the box. This should do.
I promised to myself that I'd check it after around three or four weeks to see if it had progressed. My Harry has that star talent in him, I just know it! I really want to surprise him with it if it gets a good reception!
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"Summer, pass me the fairy lights please?" Harry shouted to me from the garden. He was casually up a ladder.
I picked up the almost heavy box of lights, which were next to me in the kitchen, and trotted out into the garden to give them to him.
"Don't fall babe!" I smiled and went back inside.
All that I had left to do now was to get ready. Last weekend I bought a really racy dress from town and thought I might put it on. I was in the mood to seduce Harry.
It was emerald green, which went quite well with my light blonde hair and it went up to my mid-thigh. Also, it hugged my figure tightly - Harry would like that.
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We had all finished getting ready and on que, someone ding-donged on the door.
"I'll get it!" I shouted up to Harry, excitedly, a bit like a little puppy seeing It's owner who'd just come back from work.
I grinned and opened the door to find Louis and his girlfriend Hannah. Mine and Harry's best friends in the whole wide world. And, they were wearing fake moustaches.
I was basically on the floor laughing, "Hello...you look like the 118 guys!"
They always seemed to turn up in some aspect of fancy dress...
"Bonsoir, bonsoir!" Louis walked in and handed me a moustache.
"Ah, thank you...will everyone be wearing one?" I pondered and stuck it on my top lip.
"Yeah, we bought all of the gang one each!" Hannah giggled, as she followed Lou into the living room.
He had already made himself at home and plonked his multiple beer cans on the table. He does come here very often though so I don't mind..he's never rude.
Our next lot of mates arrived and were handed some moustaches. I decided to turn the music on to try and get Harry to come downstairs. He mustn't have been ready yet. Scrolling through my playlist on my iPod, my eyes fixed on one song that would make Harry come down and stop taking ages - Booty Call by The Midnight Beast.
Friends kept arriving so I turned up the music and grabbed myself a bottle of beer. I went upstairs to see where Harry was, as he still hasn't shown his face.
"Hellooooo?" I knocked on my bedroom door which was shut.
"Come on Harry! Everyone's waiting for Mr Sexy to walk in!"
All of a sudden the door swung open and Harry grabbed and kissed me hard on the lips.
"Woah.."
He led me back down to the living room to greet everyone. Finally.
Luckily Louis was keeping everyone entertained with a funny little dance. What a clown.
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"Did I mention...that you look so hot tonight?" Harry whispered seductively into my ear.
I leant over and slurred, "You too baby...llllets have some fun when everyone leaves." Winking, I squeezed his bum and walked off.
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"I SAID I BET THAT YOU LOOK GOOD ON THE DANCEFLOORRRRRRR..!"
12:45.
Everyone was absolutely cream-crackered, hammered, plastered, gazeboed, or whatever you would call absolutely pissed out of your mind. We screamed, shouted and danced...and we could barely stand up.
Hannah and I were booty bashing and I felt someone tap my shoulder.
"Uhmmm hey Rob, what's up mate?" I grinned.
"Shots game?" He asked me.
"OHHHH YEEEEEAH!"
Rob, one of my mates who had drunk a total of 9 beers in the past few hours, brought out some plastic shot glasses and poured away.
"Never Have I Ever, anyone?" I turned off the music and we all sat in a cute little circle.
Basically, in this game, everyone takes turns saying a truthful 'never have I ever'. After they've said it, everyone who HAS done that thing has to take a shot. After five shots, you're out. The winner is the one who is left. It's sort of a ritual to play this game at our parties.
Hannah started, "Never have I ever...ran out stark naked in public!"
Louis, Harry and Erin took a shot and downed it in one go. I knew that Harry and Louis would have done that at some point in their lives.
"Erin, frigging hell, when were you starkers with everyone watching you?" Eddie asked her, confused like everyone else was.
"Oh, it was for a play I did once...it was fuuuuuun!" She smiled.
"Never have I ever...uhmm...errrrrr...seen Harry's manhood!" Mel giggled. I'm actually really surprised she hasn't seen it because he's naked enough.
Me, Harry, Louis, Hannah, Erin, Rob, Eddie, Nancy, Luke, Annie and Jack. picked up a shot and gulped it down, letting the strong liquid fire down our throats. Only Mel hadn't seen his penis. She probably will at some point and she may freak out like others do.
We continued the game until we were out of substances to pour into the shot glasses. Nancy won.
It was about 3am and most of us were knackered but still out of our heads. Harry and me waved goodbye to everyone as they tried to walk (or hobble) back home or get into their ride.
As soon as I shut the door, Harry snaked his arms around my waist and started to kiss my neck. Electrical chills shot down my spine and fizzled out as they reached my feet. All of a sudden he stopped and whisked me upstairs.
As soon as we had reached our destination, he roughly turned me around and I felt his hands carefully unzip my dress. He slipped it off and I stepped out of it, whilst he planted butterfly kisses on my back.
It was my turn to undress him now. I seductively bit my bottom lip and reached over to take his top off. I revealed his toned chest and muscly arms. Then, I teased him and slowly unbuckled his leather belt, throwing it to the ground and then went for the button on his pants.
Harry pushed me onto my bed and pulled my knickers down. I wanted this so badly, a quiet moan left my lips.
"Baaaabe, are you sure you want to?" He asked, still wickedly drunk, his hands on my thighs. We had done this many a time before, but he was just scared of doing something wrong. I wanted him so much now so I wouldn't say no.
"Of course I do. Now come here Mr Styles...I don't think you need those boxers anymore."
Harry straddled me and undid my lacy black bra. My hand guided him into me and I dug my nails into his back, screaming in pleasure, as he thrusted deeply inside me. He went slow but strong and we both reached our climax together.
Harry rolled off me and lay closely by my side. Both of us were completely breathless.
"Wow." Harry gasped.
I kissed his tender lips passionately and he ran his warm hands over my naked back.
"That was just...wow."
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"Do you want rice krispies or coco pops?" I shouted over to Harry, who was slouched on the sofa in the living room in his comfy hoodie.
"Uuuhhhh...rice krispies please."
He was quite hungover, as was I. You could tell by the dark circles under our eyes. Don't fear though - I was aware of all that business we had gotten up to in bed! And, I have to admit it, last night was one of the best parties we have ever held.
I could tell by all of the sighs, huffs and puffs, that this was going to be a long, but cosy, lazy day!
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Woooohoooo! I'm back and have written you the first chapter of my new fanfic...if you haven't noticed already. I hope you liked it and will read on. AND, I hope the small sex scene wasn't too disturbing for you! I don't think it was that graphic. Let me know if you want anymore of those, or if you have any other ideas for Summer and Harry!REVIEW PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE AND IT WILL MAKE YOU THE BEST PERSON EVER! :D