1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 52

{I figured I owed you guys. I waited way too long to start thing again. But I'm baaaack ;).}

"Hayley, love?"

"Yes, love?" I mocked.

"We're going to be late. The car will be here in twenty minutes to take us to the game." He said through the bathroom door while I curled the rest of my hair. I hadn't even put on makeup yet or actual clothes.

"Oh, what a shame it would be if we were to miss it." I said sarcastically.

"I'll pick up doughnuts on the way home if you cooperate it." Harry bribes.

"Deal." I agree. Chocolate chocolate doughnuts could convince me to do about anything.

I finished curling my hair and quickly applied eye makeup and foundation. Record time, I believe. I walked out of Harry's bathroom and started rummaging through my bag on the floor for the clothes I packed for tonight. As I was looking through it I noticed a key piece of clothing missing.

"Harry?"

"Yes baby?" He responds while looking through his phone.

"Where's my bra?"

"Did you check the bathroom?"

"No, I swear I packed it. I wore a sports bra over here." I slightly panicked because I had no time to go to my apartment and get a real one.
Well, no bra it is.
I pulled on a casual skirt and pulled off my t-shirt so I was bare. I heard Harry make a noise, but I didn't turn around. I threw on my tank top and pulled my bomber jacket over it. I'm just going to keep my jacket on and people won't be able to tell.

"You're telling me that I have to sit next to you at a public basketball game for hours knowing that you're not wearing a bra under that? Talk about medieval torture." He whined from behind me as I looked in the mirror.

"You're making me sit next to my teenage nightmare so we're even." I shot back.

We had a short lived stare down before we heard Niall call for us and say that the car was here.

"Fine," Harry whispered as we went down the stairs. "Wear it, but I will not be responsible for the events that will happen once we return home tonight."
I stopped and looked up at him.
"Neither will I." I smirked at him and he checked me out shamelessly.

"Fuck you're hot." He said too loudly. I laughed and kissed him. I may or may not have kissed him with more passion than I should of, but I couldn't not love the control I currently had.
I pulled away and started walking down the stairs again. Teasing him was my favorite hobby.

"Great." Harry said sarcastically behind me. "You've woke him up."

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We got into the car, and Niall and Sara were in front seats while we were in the back. Harry's right hand was tucked firmly between my legs. High enough to prove he was still recovering from the stairs, but low enough that no one would think it was too risqué.

"Niall, who else did you invite?" Harry asked.

Niall had his arm around Sara's shoulders and was casually looking out the window. "Julian and his mates. My two friends from home are here and they're both comin' with dates. Olly also hit me up so he might be there too."

"Oh yeah yeah. I'd bet a lot of money Julian's gonna mention somethin' about recordin'. Probably gonna ask something stupid like what kind of mattress we want for the shit- shift booths." Harry and Niall both laughed.

I was just staring at Harry's face. His dimples seriously still got me every time. He caught me grinning at him and he pecked me on the mouth. I snuggled up to him and leaned my head on his shoulder. Sara was being surprisingly quiet. Her and Niall were talking and Harry and I had our own conversation going.
I must've missed where we had gone in because all of a sudden we were under Madison Square Garden going through some secret entry.