Maybe just a few strings attached. 1D♥

Chapter 7. Date night with the sex bud pt.2

Okayyy so I'm super bored and its 1 in the morninggg lololl lucky you guys new chappterrr(; uhhh so tell me what you think and if I'm really boring or whatever. Kbye.

Harry's pov

I purposely slam the door open loudly, scaring bailey as she tries to put her heels on. She was standing on one leg shoving the shoe on, and then the bang from the door made her fall backwards.

"Harry you bastard," she moans as she gets up holding a broken heel. "These are new!"

I roll my eyes and chuckle. "Yeah I know, you used MY money to buy them."

She throws the heel at me and I gasp, but I ignore it. I couldn't take my eyes off her. I mean this is bailey, my best friend and roommate, and apparently friend with benefits. I've known her for years, but I didn't know she was actually pretty. Lol da fuck.

She was wearing a black dress that had very sharp lines, and was sleek and fit her nicely. Her broken shoes were a sparkles grey, and her brown long hair was left natural with some waves. I always liked it like that. She wasn't wearing makeup I think, I don't know if she is it isn't noticeable, or I'm just that clueless.

I notice her looking at me with a weirded out expression as I checked her out. Oopsie. "Someone looks a bit sexy in there dress." I say flashing her a small and a wink. She pushes my arm and tells me to get ready.

I shower and throw in some clothes I found on the floor. They smelled alright. I grabbed my car keys, my fucking Lamborghini keys, and wallet and I skipped out the door. "Common my hoe!"

"Harry!" Bailey gasps laughing.

"Shh, no one has to know."

"But I am not your hoe!"

I give her a sad look. "Please bailey?" She shakes her lead. What's so wrong with being my hoe? Puhlease I'm sexy. My boobear says I am.

"No!"

"Whatever you're already sleeping with me," I mumble, scratch that, shout for the whole lobby to hear. She stops and blushes, putting her hands over her mouth. She slowly walks forward with people staring at her. She's too shy, geez. "I can't believe you said that," she moans still blushing.

"Your such a baby no one heard!"

"Oh my gosh Harry everyone heard!"

I burst out laughing. "That was kinda funny wasn't it."

She shakes her head no and then opens her door and hops in the car. I start up the car, showing off the engines roar. She rolls her eyes and turns the radio on. It was a quite ride to the resturaunt. Besides the radio. I don't even know why I'm taking her out, se would be fine with Chinese food and some beer. But I guess I feel bad for her. Her breakup with Aston was rough, even though she didn't cry. Bailey never cries actually, I just realized that. Maybe it was her parents or something, how they died and all. Maybe she was happy they broke up. I don't know.

I pull up, and it was pretty crowded here. Meaning, people would recognize me here. Oh pooh. "Harry we don't have to eat here you know, it's too expensive and stuff anyways." She says staring longingly at the place. I sigh.

"No lets go," I get out of the car and open her door for her. I'm such a gentleman.

"Thanks," she tells me getting out. I hands my keys to the valet and walk inside with my hands in my pockets and head down. She walks infront of me until we get to the waitress at the front.

"Hi, I have a reservation for Styles." She tells her. I keep my head down. This was the nicest resturaunt in the city, and I see little kids here and teenagers. What kind of parents would bring them here? The lady walks us to a table in the middle of the room, testing my luck, and seats us. I moan as she walks away.

"Of course right?" I say laughing.

Bailey smiles. "Told you we shouldn't have came here."

I stick my tongue out at her. "Why are we even eating here in the first place? No strings attached remember?"

I roll my eyes. "Duh, I was just being nice hun." I tell her as the waitress sets down some bread for us. "Anyways I'm not even attracted to you." I take a bite f the bread holding in my laugh. I make a face as I can barely chew it. What kind of 5 ate place is this?

"Not attracted to me?" Bailey bursts out laughing.

"This bread tastes like shit!" I whisper with a smile. She takes my roll from my hand and bites into it. She can't bite it all the way and struggles to rip it.

"And no I'm not,"

She gives up on the bread and rests her head on her palm. "Tell me how so."

"First of all your a little tall for me. What are you 5'6? Fucking giant, geez." I say sarcastically. "And then you're a bit of the relationship type. Oh lord and then you eat so much holy cow. And I like my girls a bit more heavier, you twig." She holds in her laugh and places her hand above her mouth. I'm a really bad liar.

"Go on please This is entertaining."

I try to take another bite of the hard bread. "Well, you're not pretty. Like no just ew. I can barely look at you," I wink at her.

She chuckles and her dimples show. No bailey is actually stunning, i just won't admit that. She's always been one of the guys. You could talk to her about anything. Even though she's slim, gorgeous, curvy, and I can't believe I'm saying this, she's good in bed, I can't see her as more than the best friend she's always been.

I break my stare from her and look up at the two teenage girls squeeling with a camera ready.

"Can we have a picture Harry? Please!"

I smile and take the camera, snapping a lot of pictures of me just to blow up there pictures. I make some really stupid faces, and the. Hand the camera to bailey. All three girls were laughing. "Ok now us three," I smirk.

I put my arms around them and smile a big smile. Bailey gives the camera to them.

"Harry is this your girlfriend?" One asks looking at Bailey. Me and Bailey look at each other for two seconds, knowingly, and burst out laughing.

"No we're just friends," she tells them wiping the years from her eyes. I had my head down dying of laughter and feeling the tears rush down my cheek.

"Oh alright," they say happily. "Here's my number!" I get a napkin with two numbers on it, and see Bailey burst into another fit of laughter. Those girls were like twelve. Oh lord.

"Harry I thought you were more into cougars?" She jokes.

"Shutup!"

Our bottle of wine comes. "I call not being the designated driver," I say pouring myself a glass. She moans and asks for some water. I start another glass, already feeling woozy. I get drunk quickly, unlike bailey who needs a whole bottle of wine to get a little buzzed. She has a lot of self control. I see a flash go off, and my head turns to see a man with a camera embarressly try and hide his camera. Poperazzi.

I take the bottle of wine and lay down some money, telling bailey that were leaving. She understands, this has happened before plenty of times.

We walk quickly to the car, I hop in the passenger seat of course. The guy comes outside and walks to his van looking at us.

"Bailey hurry up," I say calmly.

"I don't know how to drive this thig!"

"It's not a thing!"

"TELL ME HOW!" He was coming closer to us. He'd end up following us home.

I click the start button and the engine roars, making me smile, but bailey jerks the car making my neck crack. "OW!" I say drinking more wine. I remember she doesn't drive now.