1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 3

Harry was obviously leaning into me, but I froze. Did I want to kiss him? Yeah, was I going to lean into him too? Probably not.

I found the middle ground, and I closed my eyes. Just when it was supposed to happen I opened them. His hand left my waist, and left me confused.

He was leaning down on the ground picking up the empty cheese packet. God, Hayley you're so stupid. Did I actually think the Harry Styles was going to kiss me? Of course, not. And the worst part was, he could could probably get any girl he wanted. He would never settle for me.

After he threw it away, he stood back up to face me with that stupid smirk across his face, "So, Hayley? Whats number three?"

I tried to forget what just happened and move on with the night.

"I've always liked adventures. Like, spontaneous stuff."

He looked pretty impressed, so I smiled out of satisfaction.

"Spontaneous, eh?" he replied. "So like a pack up and go anywhere type of thing?"

"I guess you could say that." I smiled down at the ground, while I scooped bowls of macaroni for us.

"So what's the most spontaneous thing you've ever done?" He looked at me intently, after emphasizing the word 'spontaneous.'

"You see Harry," I leaned in closer so I was whispering into his ear. "If i told you, I'd have to kill you."

I bit my lip as I smiled at him, and walked across the room. His eyes following me as I walked.

{HARRYS POV}

There was definitely something about Hayley that caught my attention. I don't know if it was her wild blonde hair, or her electric blue eyes, but it was certainly something. She was different. I didn't know if she was playing hard to get or just trying to be my friend. I followed her to the couch where she had already wrapped herself in a blanket. Her beautiful features were enhanced in the candle light.

"You're making me say five things about me, so you should start with five things too."

"Okay, fair enough." I concentrated for a moment. "Number one: I love being naked."

She laughed quite loudly, and it threw her hand over her eyes. Her laugh was pretty funny by itself. Even though, you could tell she was embarrassed by it. I happened to like it. It was cute, in a quirky kind of way.

"I feel like I should of seen this coming." she said jokingly. "Now what's number two?"

"I absolutely hate snakes." I made a face, to sell it. "They're freaky and absolutely disgusting."

She giggled. I couldn't help, but just admire how she was. She was adorable without even trying to be, and just had the most naturally beautiful face I've ever seen. Her eyes met mine, noticing that I was looking at her.

"What?" she asked, clearly blushing.

I smiled and looked down at my hands. "Nothing." I replied. She swatted at my arm.

"Tell me!" She was smiling, but I could tell she wouldn't give up.

"Nothing, I just zoned out for a bit." I lied, and I knew she could tell but she didn't test me any further.

I can't be doing this. I'm only going to get hurt. I'm leaving on tour in a month and a half. I can't put her through something like that. Hell, she probably doesn't even feel anything for me. She wasn't exactly thrilled when she found out who I was, anyway. I just had to get through tonight and see how it goes.

"So, do they have the show 'Friends' over in England?" she asked.

"Of course, it's the best show of all-time!" she smiled, happy with my answer. Damn, that smile. Shit, I need to stop doing that. She's just a regular girl. Just. A. Girl.

She pulled out her iPad, and apparently had every season downloaded. We watched until the battery was gone, and Hayley had fallen asleep on my shoulder. She looked so peaceful, I didn't dare move. So, I fixed the blanket so it covered her whole body, and closed my eyes.

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{Hayley POV:}

The sun was shining bright through my windows as I opened my eyes. Where was I? I looked around my apartment, to only find Harry Styles next to me. I was literally on top of him. My head was on his slowly rising chest. I could feel his muscles through his shirt, and I couldn't help, but wonder what they looked like. I didn't move, because I physically couldn't without waking him up. I'll just fall asleep and see where he takes it, because I did not want to take this situation into my own hands.

It couldn't have been past 7:00 in the morning, so it was easy for me to fall back asleep.

I took one final look at the boy, who could honestly pass for a model, and just shook my head.

Maybe my luck was finally starting to turn around..