Summer Love

Summer hasn't thought about what happened all those years ago for a very long time, but those memories are forced back to her when her 17-year-old daughter, Darcy, needs to write a story based on something that actually happened. As these memories come back, will Summer have to re-think everything she did that summer and in the end, did she make the right choice?


2. Something about Styles


Summer Love

Chapter One - Something about Styles


I followed Harry to his beach house; well it wasn’t really a beach house, more of a beach mansion.

“Wow,” was all I managed to say.

“Do you like it?” he asked me with a smirk on his face.

“It’s really nice. Do you live here by yourself?”

“Well this place actually isn’t mine, it belongs to my mate and we are off of work for the summer, so we decided to come here.”
“Where are you from?” I asked then mentally face-palmed myself as he had a British accent, so no doubt he was from the UK. He laughed,

“I’m from the UK, Holmes Chapel to be exact.”
“Holmes Chapel sounds really familiar… I think I know someone from there.” I said. Harry just shrugged and we went inside. He quickly went up to his room and came down with a shirt that would probably be way to big for me.

“Here, you can go change in the washroom, it’s just over there. Would you like a cup of tea?”
“I’d love one, thank you.”

I went and got changed. I swear I know this boy. He is incredibly familiar and Holmes Chapel seems like something I’ve heard of before. I tried shrugging it off, but I couldn’t, it was driving me insane. I looked in the mirror, the shirt was way to big, probably because I was at least half a foot shorter than he was. I quickly threw my wavy dirty blonde hair in a ponytail and walked out. Harry placed two cups of tea on the counter. I walked up and sat down.

“So…” Harry spoke up after a few minutes of silence, “Do you know who I am?”

“You seem really familiar, I must know you from somewhere…” I trailed off when I looked up and saw a Platinum Record hanging on one of the walls and I finally realized who he was, he was Harry Styles from One Direction, “Oh my god I’m an idiot. Of course I know who you are, you are Harry Styles from One Direction.”

He laughed.

“What’s so funny?”
“I have never met anyone who it took so long for them to realize who I was.”
“Yea, I’m surprised. My sister is a huge fan of you guys.”
“And you aren’t?”
“Um, well I don’t hate you guys. I do believe you are incredibly talented, but I’m not an, um, ‘directioner’ as you guys would say.”

“What’s your favorite song?”

“I think More Than This or Moments.”

“Oh. Do you want to play twenty questions?” he asked

“Sure, you start.”
“Okay. Where are you from?”
“Here in Florida. What is your favorite color?”
“Orange. If you had a son, what would you name him?”
“Jason. If you had a daughter, what would you her?”
“Darcy. Age?”

“Eighteen. When is your birthday?”
“February 1st, 1994. Relationship status?”
“Single. What about you?”
“Single. First kiss?”

“Um, some guy named Caleb when I was twelve under the slides. Virgin?”
“Nope. You?”
“Yes. What was your first kiss?”
“Um, I was nine and a girl was really sad so I kissed her to make her feel better.”
“Awe, that’s sweet.” I cooed
“Yea, what was your best kiss?”
I looked down as I thought of an answer. When I looked back up, I noticed Harry intense green eyes looking down into my brown ones. We sat there, our gazes locked and slowly we started to lean in, but right before our lips could meet, we heard a door fly open and I think Irish accent yell,


Harry and I quickly pulled apart as four boys walked into the kitchen.

“Hey guys, what are you doing home so early? I thought you would be out the rest of the day.” Harry said nervously

“I thought so too, but Zayn here had a Skype date with Perrie, so he made us come home. Who is your friend here?” one of the boys said, if I had to guess, I think it was Louis.

“Oh right, guys, this is Summer. I spilled coffee on her and so I invited her here to get her a new shirt. Summer, this is Niall, Louis, Liam and Zayn.”

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you.” I said shyly. The one I’m pretty sure was named Zayn, looked at his watch,

“Oh shit. I have to go skype with Perrie. It was nice meeting you Summer.”
“It was nice meeting you too!” I called as he ran up the stairs.

“So…” Louis said as he sat down beside Harry, “what were you guys doing before we interrupted?”
“We were just having a cup of tea.” Harry replied.

“Oh really?”
“Yes really.”

“Whatever you say Haz.” Louis said and then turned to me, “So Summer, what brings you to Florida?”
“I live here.”
“Oh how nice. Do you live by yourself?”
“No. I live with my dad and his girlfriend. She is only 27 though… but then again, my dad is only 34.”
“What about your mom?”

“Um, well her and my dad were only 16 when they had me. Her parents really didn’t want their perfect daughter to keep me, so one day she dropped me off at my dad’s house and the next day, her and her parents were gone.” I replied

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Niall said sadly.

“No, it’s okay. Sandra, my dad’s girlfriend is really amazing, so we get by well.”

“What about your sister?” Harry asked

“Oh yea, she’s 12, but she’s adopted. My dad’s friends had her when they were twenty and they died when she was seven. My dad loved her as if she were his own and we both hated to see her go to an orphanage, so we took her in.”

“Oh, that’s nice of you guys. Do you guys want to go down to the beach while Zayn has his Skype date with Perrie?”

“I’d love to, but I should get home. My parent’s are probably wondering where I am. I’ll just go change.” I said

“No, it’s okay, you can get that shirt back to me another time.” Harry said

“So I’ll see you again?” I asked hopefully

“I hope so,” Harry smiled, “would you like a ride home?”
“No, it’s okay; my house is only about a ten-minute walk. Thank you for your generosity Harry.”
“It was no problem.” he replied. I gave him a hug and left. I really was hoping I would see him again, because there was just something about him… something that drew me to him. Normally I don’t believe in soul mates or love at first sight, and I’m not saying I believed in it now, but that Harry Styles sure was something.


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