1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 51

{I am sooooo sorry it's been so long! I just had the worst writers block forever and school has been hell but the wait is over and IM BACK! Comment and vote ;)}

Hayley's POV:

I knew what I was doing when I walked out of the bathroom last night without a shirt on, but I was not expecting what would happen next.
Six. Times. SIX.
The girl that called me a prude in high school would be eating her words right about now.
To say I'm exhausted would be an understatement. I think I got a total of a half hour of sleep last night and to make things even better - I didn't hear one thing from Niall's room.

I woke up when I felt Harry get out of bed around 10:30. I put Harry's button-up and my running shorts I left here last week. I brushed my teeth and went to meet Harry downstairs.
Although, when I got downstairs he wasn't there.

"Harry?" No answer.

"Harry?" I tried again but nothing.

I walked into the kitchen and there was a note with Harry's messy handwriting scribbled on it.

Be back in 30. Coffee in the pot. Figured you'd be worn out. ;)
-Harry

I rolled my eyes and laughed under my breath. Granted I didn't know what time he'd be home because I have no idea when he would of written this note.

As I was pouring the coffee into a mug I heard someone come down the stairs. I prayed in my head that it wasn't Sara.

"Hayley?" It was Niall. Thank God. "Is that you?"

"Yep!"

He came into the kitchen with no shirt but gray sweatpants.
"Can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course, what is it?" I sipped from my cup and looked at him. He had bags under his eyes and he looked pretty stressed. I'd probably look like that too if I had to be with Sara for that long.

"Wait where's Sara?" I asked before he could begin.

"She's still sleeping. God she's a handful." He rubbed his hands over his face and I tried to stifle a laugh. "That's what I wanted to talk to ya about actually."

"Go for it." I sipped my coffee and prepared for the dish on my worst enemy.

"Well when we met a couple days ago she was really cool and even last night at dinner she was great. But after you guys went to bed she seemed a little shaken up. She kept asking me all these questions about you and Harry, and I hate to sound like a prick, but when a girl asks to stay the night and grabs you through your jeans," I cringe. "You can't but think something is gonna happen. Not that she owes me anything but she got super weird when we got to me room. Once I can back from talking to Harry she was already asleep." He paused and I sipped my coffee. Trying to hide the fact how bugged I was that she was trying to get information from Niall about Harry and me. "I like her, but I think something might be up. What do you think? She's your mate, right?"

Sara was definitely not my mate and I'm not surprised by her actions at all. I am surprised she didn't jump at the chance to sleep with a celebrity though.

"I haven't spoken to her years... I.. I don't know what to tell you." I sipped and decided to tell Niall how horrible she was. "Honestly Niall, she's just so-"

"Do I smell coffee?!" said a chipper voice bounding into the kitchen.
Sara wondered in without pants on and fresh face full of makeup. Like she's fooling anyone. No one wakes up like that. She's probably trying to make me think her and Niall slept together coming in wearing that.
She walked about to Niall and pecked him on the lips and smiled at me.