1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 50

Harry POV:

I stood there waiting for an explanation from either of the girls, but nothing came. They just stood there staring at each other in shock until Hayley finally spoke.

"You know Niall?"

"You're dating Harry?" Okay what is happening.

"You two know each other?" Niall pointed between the two of them. Confusion all over his face.

"Know each other? We're practically family for crying out loud!" Sara spoke and walked straight over to Hayley and enveloped her in a hug. A hug Hayley didn't seem too welcomed to. When she pulled away, I was still gawking at the scene in front of me.
Hayley casually stepped closer to me and farther away from Sara.

"Our dads were friends at Yale." Hayley informed with a fake smile.

"And we basically went on every vacation together growing up. We were inseparable as kids!" Sara was smiling bigger than the sun and was completely oblivious to Hayley's cold attitude. "Hayley, I don't think I've seen you since the funeral. How have you been?!"

Hayley flinched slightly at the casual mention of her parents' death. Hayley doesn't like Sara, and I'm not a fan of her either for the record.

"I've been just wonderful." Her snarky tone was pretty amusing as she clung to me. I couldn't hide my smug smile as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.

"Well," I begin in an equally fake tone. "We've had a long day and I think it's time to hit the sack. Don't you think, babe?" I look down at Hayley and she smirks back up at me.

"You're absolutely right." She looks to Niall and Sara as we walk away. "Goodnight Niall. Lovely seeing you Sara. If you're still around tomorrow morning, let's grab lunch? Night Liam. Night Soph."

I couldn't help but laugh as we walked up the stairs with our arms around each other's backs. Once we reached my room, Hayley falls back on my bed in frustration.

"Harry." She says with her hands covering her face.

"Yes baby?"

"I hate the bitch."

I couldn't contain my laughter. "I can tell." I pulled off my shirt and started to get ready for bed. "Why do you hate her?"

"She was actually the worst best friend in the world. She always stole my clothes, always stole my boyfriends, always had to have all the attention. The reason I haven't talk to the girl since my parents' funeral because she came dressed like a total slut and slept with my cousin as soon as we got back to my house!" She groaned loudly. "I can't stand her!"

"What do you mean she stole your boyfriends?" I want to punch myself in the face for asking this but I couldn't help it.

"Every time I would start to date a guy or even like a guy - there was Sara. Acting all promiscuous and flirty. They all left me for her. Even when we were kids she would always steal my toys. I should of saw the boy thing coming..." She continues to lay on the bed as she kicks off her shoes.

"Who in the bloody hell would dump someone who looks like you for someone who looks like that?" I say in hopes to make her feel better but I genuinely am curious. They must of been blind because Hayley's easily the sexiest woman I've ever seen. Not that Sara is attractive - but she's no Hayley.

"Horny high school boys who just wanted to get some." She rolls hers eyes and sits up to look at me.

I stand between her legs and hold her face in my hands. It's pretty amusing how worked up she is. I haven't seen her this way about anyone. I smile down at her and she glares up at me.