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nighthawks97 · 9 months
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Even in stillness i receive change
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adore-laur · 5 months
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SUMMERBOY
— a summery southpaw flashback🍦
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JUNE, 1987
Cocoa Beach was where Harry first laid eyes on the prettiest girl he had ever seen. 
On a sunny day by the ocean, he admired her through the flimsy mesh of the volleyball net during a recreational game of girls versus boys. Her painted toenails stood before the serving line that had been drawn by gliding a piece of driftwood through the scorching sand. She wore a clementine-colored bikini while her golden hair fell over the straps in majestic waves. She was so ethereal, with the sun shining down on her and accentuating the natural beauty she lavishly possessed. 
She managed an effortless topspin serve, the smack of her palm against the leather ball in perfect time with the start of a song about emotions in motion coming from a nearby boombox. 
As for Harry, his emotions were thoroughly in motion. 
A dollface like hers was rare. With tan, satiny skin, dark brown eyes, and plump lips of absolute perfection, her features caused his stomach to erupt with summertime butterflies. Thankfully, the sunglasses he had on hid his blatant ogling. He didn't even know her name or where she was from, but he had a strangely intense feeling that told him he was meant to find out. 
Thwack! 
Without warning, the volleyball hit Harry square in the forehead. His sunglasses flew off as his ass fell backward onto the sand. His vision blackened around the edges while his brain experienced a high-magnitude earthquake. 
"I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" 
His ears rang, yet he could barely make out a soft voice laced with concern. Some of his friends crowded around him, yet one person nudged their way through like how the sun gloriously peeked past the clouds that morning. 
Oh… the girl he'd been admiring. How terribly embarrassing. 
"Y-yeah," Harry stuttered. He rubbed his pounding temples and blinked fast to clear his blurry sight. "All good. You have a powerful serve." 
Doe-like eyes stared at him apprehensively. "Do you feel dizzy? Should I call an ambulance? Is the sun too bright for you?"
"No," he replied, laughing. "I'm sure I'll just have a bruise. No need to worry." 
She crouched and moved her dainty pointer finger back and forth in front of his face. He followed it, mesmerized. After repeating the motion a few times, she said, "Okay, your eyes seem to be focused." 
He bit back a smirk. "I'm glad they are." 
"What's your name?" she asked, ignoring his charm.
"Harry Styles." He gave her his best dimpled smile. "What's yours?" 
Gently touching the bump forming on his forehead, she continued, "And how old are you?" 
"Nineteen." He would have been lying if he had said his skin wasn't on fire, heat blooming everywhere. "What's your name?" he repeated.
She pursed her pretty lips in thought. "What day is it today?" 
Harry quickly realized she wasn't trying to get to know him—she was conducting a memory loss test. "Uh... Sunday," he answered defeatedly, his ego deflating a little. A lot, actually. 
"Well done." She dusted off her sandy legs and stood up. "I don't think you have a concussion. Just some slight swelling." 
"Thank you, nurse." 
She narrowed her eyes and sassily put a hand on her hip. "However, you need to stay hydrated. Here, let me grab my orange juice." 
"Your orange—" His dream girl was off and running under the volleyball net before he could speak any further. Wiping sweat from his hairline, Harry waited patiently while grooving along to the rock music playing from a group of teenagers' boombox farther down the beach strip.
When she returned, his body delightfully shuddered at how her skin seemed to glow under the summer sky. Thrusting forward a clear bottle of orange juice, she said, "My name is Sawyer Clemente, by the way." 
Sawyer. Such a unique name for someone who felt so familiar to him. He wouldn't have minded if those two syllables rolled off his tongue for eternity. 
"Thank you, Sawyer," he chirped, taking the ice-cold bottle from her. He held it up to his parched mouth, but right before he took a swig, he asked, "Pulp or no pulp?" 
"No pulp," she said, tapping her acrylic nails against her arm. "I'm not a psychopath." 
His head lulled back as he smiled lazily. "Whoa, am I hallucinating? I think you're perfect for me." 
She snorted, unimpressed, yet a pink flush colored her cheeks. "Are you seriously flirting with me?" 
"Dunno. Do you want me to be?”
"Not really. I have a boyfriend." 
Harry swore under his breath. "Is he nice to you?" 
"Yes, he is." Sawyer glanced around, furrowing her eyebrows when she spotted her friends abandoning the game and congregating near the water. "Well, I'm going to get ice cream now. I’m truly sorry about hitting your head." 
He should have been thanking her since he didn't know if he would have been able to find the courage to talk to her otherwise. Typically, he could walk up to anyone and strike up a conversation, but something about her made him the good kind of anxious.
"Are you up for a game of 1v1 volleyball?" Harry asked abruptly, hoping he could suggest a way to spend more time with her without sounding like a desperate loser. 
"No, thank you," she said politely. "Boys play unfairly. Plus, it's hot out, and I need something to cool me down." 
She was off again, like some unreachable enigma he couldn't quite grasp. Her steps were delicate, and her wavy hair bounced with each one. Harry forgot where he was for a second while getting lost in her movements. She was captivatingly magnetic, and it would be a downright shame if he never saw her again.
Blinking out of his trance, he watched her head over to an unoccupied beach umbrella close to the shore with a melting ice cream cone in her hand. Would it be annoying if he walked over there? Possibly. Was he going to do it anyway? Absolutely. 
Harry got up, taking a few seconds to restore his balance, then jogged over while rubbing his forehead to ensure there wasn't a huge bump. That would have been the pinnacle of embarrassment. 
Once he was next to Sawyer, she looked at him unamusedly. "This better be worth it, summerboy." 
He was the one blushing now. "Hello. Hi. Vanilla, right?" 
"It's Sawyer."
Harry swallowed, internally panicking, and scratched the back of his neck. "I meant your ice cream flavor." 
Her eyes sparkled with mischief. How were they able to do that when they were so dark? "Yeah, I know," she said casually. "I was just joking."  
"Oh. Oh, my bad." 
Scrunching her nose, she giggled quietly. "You're funny. I've never met a boy like you." 
"What's a boy like me?" he asked.
"Someone I could be friends with. You backed off when I said I had a boyfriend. That was nice of you." Sawyer licked her ice cream and shrugged nonchalantly. "It's rare for Florida boys to take the hint."
"You'd want to be friends with me?" 
"If you want," she mumbled around a bite of her wafer cone. 
"'Kay. Sick." Harry nudged her elbow with his own. "Let's be friends." 
"Are you in the mood for a friendly game of chicken fight in the water?" 
"Duh. If I win, though, you have to go out to eat with me. Friends need to get to know each other, don't they?"
Sawyer smiled and threw her hair in a ponytail. "Deal." 
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ituneskisses · 3 months
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gatino · 1 year
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Hot stuff ❤️‍🔥
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backslashdelta · 2 years
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Hey there summerboy Let’s go for a drive Take me for a ride
Kurtbastian ► Summerboy - Lady Gaga
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vancomycin · 4 months
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and what if I said summerboy is gaga's best song ...?
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Lady Gaga - The Fame
the fame / the fame monster / born this way / artpop / joanne / chromatica
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antonykozz · 1 year
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yones-thighs · 1 month
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Why are men so difficult to draw I DONT GET IT!!!!! Anyways stream summerboy by lady gaga
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mermaidinthecity · 1 month
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Hey there, summerboy, let's go for a drive. Take me for a ride, never gonna close our eyes. Hey there, summerboy, I'm a busy girl. Don't got too much time, hurry up before I change my mind. Hey there, summerboy, I'm taking off my heels. Let's go for a run, have a little summer fun. Have a little summer fun. Summerboy. Let's get lost, you can take me home. Somewhere nice we can be alone. Bikini top's popping off. Don't be sad when the sun goes down. You'll wake up and I'm not around. You've got to go, oh oh oh oh oh. We'll still have the summer after. Let's get lost, you can take me home. Somewhere nice we can be alone. I've got my summer, summerboy. Don't be sad when the sun goes down. You'll wake up and I'm not around. I've got my summer, summerboy. And we'll still have the summer after all. Ooh. Uh, uh. I've got my. Yes, I've got my. I've got my summer, summerboy. Ooh.
Summerboy by Lady Gaga
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godsplatter · 6 months
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summerboy
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gatino · 1 year
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the pool is just for me…
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