1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 40

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Harry POV:

"Dude, are you aware that your sister and girlfriend are having a drink-off like right now?" Liam said as he entered the living room.

Niall and I just got back from writing at the Studio with out mate Jamie, and we crashed on the couch.

"They're what?" My hand was holding my head up and I turned to him.

"They're literally down at Ruby's as we speak getting wasted." His accent was thick when he spoke.

Gemma and Hayley?

Niall sat up from the couch. "Well what are we sittin' around 'ere for? Let's go lads!"

Gemma and Hayley? Together?

I felt very indifferent. I didn't know if it was funny or complete rubbish. I was nervous. Things couldn't be that bad right?

"Harry, mate. Member at Hayley's place last time she was drunk and she literally tried jumping your bones in front of us all? Classic bro." Liam laughed and I felt all color leave my face.

Drunk Hayley was very inappropriate. From what I've seen she is very handsy while drunk and completely out of control. She loses her filter and her body does the thinking -- not her brain.

"Hurry the fuck up." I told my two friends and I sprinted through the parking garage to my Range Rover.

The drive calmed me down. I was too worked up and anxious. She's fine. They're probably passed out in a booth somewhere. Sophia was there and she wouldn't let them go too wild.

"Harry mate, they're fine. It's probably funny as hell." Liam tried to comfort me.

Drunk Hayley was funny. Drunk Gemma, on the other hand, was just mean.

When we arrived I hopped out and threw my keys to the valet. Niall was already running toward the door and was first to open it.
When I walked in I couldn't believe my eyes.

Hayley and Gemma were on stage. Hayley was wearing a dress that was way too tight and short for the public, and my big sister was swinging from a rope across the stage.

It almost seemed too ridiculous to be real.

I was motionless until a saw some guy throw money at Hayley and I about lost it.

"Harry, did you just see that?" Niall pats my chest with the back of his hand. Unable to stop watching the scene in front of us.

My girlfriend was playing stripper and my goddamn sister was swinging from a goddamn rope like some type of sleeze.

"Niall go tell the DJ to turn the music off. Now."

I was livid. And that asshole who threw money at my girlfriend was dead.
Hayley saw me, but she was too drunk to care. She continued dancing as if she thought I wanted her to.

She was sexy as hell, but I was too pissed off to be turned on. She needed to get down. Every guy in this place was practically drowning in their own drool.

The music shut off and the whole club groaned in protest. Liam was behind me as we approached the fucker who threw the money.
It took me a solid second to realize who he was.

Taylor Thomas.

"You so much as look at her again and I'll fuckin' kill you." I threatened him as I pushed him backward.

"Excuse me, mate. What did you just say to me?" He reached out and pushed me back.

"I said to leave me girlfriend alone you fucking twat." I shoved him again, but this time Liam stepped in between before he could do anything.
People were watching. Some girls had their phones out and that was enough to make me stop.