summer love

summer love

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Harry Styles
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Harry styles, a young cheeky lad from Cheshire England, is being forced by his single mother to spend his summer vacation with his father in Doncaster. Harry's furious until he sees the kid next door.a short lad with beutiful tan Sun kissed skin, light Brown hair that almost looks translucent in the summer Sun, and lust filled blue eyes that you get lost in. Harry is easily smitten for this boy, but with his father watching his every move, he has no time to talk to the boy, causing him to go crazy,until his father invites him and his mother over, not knowing he's doing his unwanted son a favor. Harry knows the reason why his mom sent him here, to rekindle his relationship with his father, he doesn't want to but doesn't want to disappoint his mother, will Harry be able connect with his father all while winning his dream boy, and will it all be over when the summer comes to an end....,
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