#skarry

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Crackship by Xelia

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Crackship by Rob

[gentlemenradio-blog]

SkaRry – Boys Boys (cover) (Remix by O’tion) SkaRry crafted something unique on refix instrumentation for Boys Boys by Nacee. The beat which SkaRry used to record his cover is a reprogrammed version by producer O'tion. Download and share your thought about how well this guy did on the beat.

[compulsionfanfic]

CHAPTER 2

“Tonights the night,” said Zayn.  He has been trying to get laid for a month now and since Zara won’t hook up with him and everyone at his school thinks he’s gay, thing’s haven’t been looking up.  

“Yeah .. ok cool,” I laughed nervously while he was pouring himself a drink.  It’s not that I feel very awkward around Zayn it’s just that I’m naturally an awkward person and don’t really know how to act in normal social outings.

“So Skylie where have you been, what was up last night,” Zara walked in wearing her latest design.  Zara hated the color blue more than anything and “Sky” reminded her of it so she nicknamed me Skylie and it just stuck.  

“Um.. last night? What do you mean,” I questioned nervously.  I have been living with them for the past 2 years and they have never heard me before.  I thought I was slick with these things.

“You weren’t home when I went to bed, so who is it is he hot?”

“What are you talking about??”  How would she know I was on a “date”.  I wouldn’t even call it a date considering I blew him off and told him I only went out with him so he would lay off.  

“Seriously Sky, you’ve been single for as long as I’ve known you and you’ve never brought home any guys, so I think it’s about time you get some,”  Zara had no filter whatsoever.  She thought it, she said it.

“I just haven’t found anyone, it’s not a big deal,”  Boys haven’t really been the first thing on my mind for a while and I just wasn’t interested in anyone at the time, except for Ha- no I mean no one.

“What about that hot band guy who plays at the ib?” Harry.  I can never escape.

“Who? I don’t remember.”  I wasn’t the best liar but I wasn’t the worst.  I’m not sure if she can see through me or not but I sure as hell hope so.

“Come on Skylie Rob told me he saw you with him last night,  so how is he?? He’s got great lips and those hands oh my go-”

“Oh my god Zara stop we did not go there,” What is it about his hands?  I shouldn’t have told him that was a turn on I’m so dumb.  

“What the fuck how did you keep your hands off him?  I would have taken him home the first chance I got,” Hands.. what was it about hands and why does everyone keep mentioning his hands!!!!  I ignored her question and wandered into the living room area where Zayn was rolling a blunt with two guys that I probably didn’t know because he was standing in front of them.  Do I wanna know by the Arctic Monkeys was deafening my ears as I walked up to join Zayn.  

“Mind if I take a hit?” I asked Zayn looking up to his already red eyes.  

“No prob Skylie, this is Matt and Harry,”  My head shot up as I heard the name.  My eyes met his as I swallowed and looked away.  

“Harry.. hey what are you doing here?” I laughed nervously trying to keep my chill.

“Wait you two know each other?” Zayn looked to me for an answer.

“He plays at the ib, “ Realization clicked into Zayn’s eyes and I was sure he heard me and Zara’s conversation earlier.

“Ohhh so you’re the bloke who devirginized Skylie here.” Zayn teased me as Harrys eyes popped out.

“Skylie??”

“Oh yeah my friends call me by that um Harry can we talk alone?” Zayn whistled as if this meant something but all I really wanted to do was see if we were straight from last night.

Harry’s face remained neutral as I waited for his answer.  I couldn’t tell if he was mad at me but I sure as hell hoped not.  I hate when people were mad at me.

He looked down for a moment and nodded.  I led him to my room and sat on my bed.  remained standing by my dresser.

“So how are you…” the awkwardness was radiating everywhere and it made me want to die.

“good yeah.” he answered quickly still not looking directly at me.

“Listen Harry, I’m sorry about last night I was just thrown off and nervous and I usually don’t go out with guys that often and I really don’t want you to be mad at me,” I was out of breath and about to puke.  I usually don’t share my feelings to people but I guess there’s a first to everything.  Harry just laughed,

“It’s cool Sky, just bruised my ego a bit,”  He walked towards me and opened his arms.  We hugged and I don’t think it was as awkward as everything usually is with me so there’s progress.  He smelled of bleu de chanel and it kind of made me want to melt, “well there’s a perfectly good evening ahead of us, dance with me?”

Dancing was not my forte but the way he was looking at me didn’t really leave me a choice..

“yeah sure.”

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Four or five songs have passed since we started dancing and all I could feel was his hot breath on my neck and it wasn’t helping anything.  The only good thing out of this is the calories I may have burned which is always a plus.  I Wanna Be Yours started playing as I put my hands around his neck.  Alex Turner’s voice drowning my ears as I layed my head on his shoulder and swayed to the music.  His hand was tracing patterns on my back and all I could think of was how much better this would be if I was high.  I looked up at Harry as the song was coming to an end.  I looked down at his lips which was definitely a mistake.  I just remembered what Zara had said about him having good lips.  He took that as a go and inched forward.  His lips brushed mine, I still had time to back out but I couldn’t get myself to do so.  He pushed me into the corner of the room and kissed me to oblivion. 

[compulsionfanfic]

CHAPTER 1

SKYS POV

Growing up with the support of only my mom and brother, getting a job was imperative.  That’s how I ended up working at the inbetween, or better known as the ib.  Serving aspiring band members who think they’re too cool for life wasn’t what I imagined to be pursuing in my early 20’s, but it’ll do.

“Hey,” Harry said as he finished his gig and walked over to me, “How was it?”  He inquired while I passed him a beer.

Harry plays at the ib basically every week, and asks me how he was.. every.. week.

“Not today Harry,” I sighed while wiping down the table.  All I wanted right now was some vodka and a line or two.  

“Skyyyyy”

“It was alright your voice sounds strained and the drums were a bit loud.”  It was actually amazing but giving him the satisfaction and the ego boost was not in my cards giving how annoyingly irritating he is.

“Right so what are you doing after this again?” He fidgeted on his seat as he tries to not so slyly to ask me out again.

“Right so do you not remember when you asked me this last week, and the week before, and the week before?  I have plans.”  My friday night plans mainly consisted of going home or what I call “home” which is a closet sized apartment in williamsburg which will be overcrowded with about 30 people all drunk or high off their asses, not really Harry’s scene.  As far as I know, the closest Harry is to “bad” is smoking pot with Matty backstage every weekend.

“C’mooooonnnnn sky, just give me a chance just one chance and I promise i’ll leave you alone” He begged gazing at me with those annoyingly glossy eyes.

“Ughh fine.”

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And that’s how I ended up laying on a rock in central park eating nuts and talking about sex with no other than Harry Styles.

“I like it when a girl swallows, show’s she’s devoted and knows what she’s doing.”  During the course of the night Harry somehow moved closer to me and I felt his breath on my neck as he spoke.  Throwing away his fourth bottle he stared for a response.

“Ok Harry the line has been crossed.”  I didn’t really care for Harry and his whores of the night and what they got up to.  I got up putting my hand out to pull Harry up.  

“Cmon sky it’s nothing you aren’t familiar with, I’m sure you get around.”  The truth was I’ve only had sex with two people, my high school boyfriend who I was sure loved me at the time being the naive stupid bitch that I was, and some random one night when I was too high to remember.  

“Harry no, wait what was that thing you were saying about the amplifiers earlier?”

“No changing the subject we agreed to each give one, you can’t back out now.”  Sex was a very sensitive topic to me and talking about it with Harry doesn’t make me any more comfortable.

“um… big hands.. I guess,” I looked down as we walked.  Harry stopped and took my hand and put it in his.  What the fu

“Heyyyyy!!! I have big hands,” typical harry.

“Ugh shut up”  We were walking in the direction of the subway, my hand still in Harry’s.

“Yo sky,” I jump as I hear Rob call my name.  I rip my hand out of Harry’s and turn around.  Rob has been my go to for any source of high since my high school days.  Running into him wasn’t really part of the plan and would lead to Harry finding out more about me which I’m very skeptical about.  Harry also turned around out of curiosity and gave me a questioning look, “I gave the stuff to Zayn for you, said he’d deliver.”  Zayn was one of my housemates and pays for most of the rent.  His parents insisted on him moving to New York City to study graphic design and pursue his dreams.  We live in a 2 bedroom apartment.  While me and Zara share a room, Zayn gets his own which makes it fair because we pay less rent than him.  Zayn and Zara both go to Parsons and are getting their life in order while I’m still working at some shitty bar.

“Oh yeah.. cool .. I’m gonna go um home now.”  I quickly walked past him to the stairs leading down to subway.  Harry caught up with me and grabbed my hand.

“What was that about?” he questioned.  This all looked suspicious as it was, but Harry was overstepping a barrier.

“Can you not touch me?? I only agreed to this so you’d leave me alone.”  I walked into the train taking a seat as Harry stared dumbfoundedly back at me as the doors shut.

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Ten cupcakes and five bowls of mac and cheese later I found myself kneeling in front of my toilet in the bathroom.  Living in NYC, being the city that never sleeps, gets you used to a lot of noise at all times of the day so I didn’t really have to worry about Zayn or Zara ever waking up and questioning me.  Tears rolled down my face as I clutched my stomach and still felt meat.  Eating this much was not something I usually did or intended to do but I was upset over Harry and how I just left.  Putting other people down always takes its toll on me and almost always leads to a binge fest and self pity afterwards.  I wiped my mouth and dug into my jacket pocket for the dope, creating lines with my dollar bill.  After my third line which was enough for a night in, I wiped my nose and put on my headphones on, blasting everything and nothing while staring at my deteriorating ceiling.

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[compulsionfanfic]

Prologue

“Be good for Michael Sky daddy’s going out”

“Sky let’s go give you a shower”

“Ok”

“Let’s keep this our secret”

“Ok”

[oakenshleld]

hi is there any possible way i could use your skarry manip you made for the cover of my fanfic if i credit you???

sure! thank u for asking me for the creds :)

[sky--ferreira]

HAHA this is by far the lamest gossip...  great photo manipulation job on #skarry  you guyzz