1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 9

"Absolutely not." Harry half-laughs.
"Oh c'mon! Just do it!" I say playfully.
"Tell me you think I'm cute, and would like to take me out on a date." I fold my arms and smile.
"Oh my good hell, Hayley" he rubs his eyes, but I just stare back at him.
He stares back for a second and finally gives it.
"Fine." he grunts, and I just smile. I put my hands on my hips and Harry looks a mix between nervous and embarrassed.
"Hi." he says. Going along with our role play.
"Hello Harry." I change my voice to a higher octave and bat my eyelashes.
He gives me a questioning look, and sits on the couch laughing. He puts his face in his hands due to his embarrassment.
"This is ridiculous."
"Well considering you got it to Hello, I'd say you're doing pretty good." I tease.
"We're done with this."
"Oh no we're not." I grab his hands and pull him up. "Tell me you think I'm cute and ask me on a date."
"I can't ask just any random girl out on a date." he points out. I'm not giving in, I'm way to stubborn.
"Then pretend you've known this girl for years, for Hells sake." I throw my arms in the air.
The feeling in the air, is light and it's comfortable. Well for me, Harry happens to be sweating a little bit..
But I like being able to tease one another.
"Fine." He says obviously defeated.
"Hi I came over here to tell you, I think you're cute." he spits out.
"And?" I taunt.
"And I wanted to know of you'd like to eat some food sometime."
"Eat some food sometime? That's your best stuff."
"God Hayley, you're going to kill me." he laughs and throws his head back. I put my hands on his shoulders and wait for him to look at me.
"Harry." I grab his attention. "Girls will be too distracted by your good looks to even listen to you." I wink and drop my hands. He raises his eyebrows at me and it's accompanied by a dimpled smirk.
Did I just admit to Harry I think he's good looking? Shit. I drop our gaze and walk into my kitchen.
"Whoa whoa whoa." Harry says, but I refuse to look at him because I'm embarrassed. I walk to the fridge and grab the milk.
"So you think I'm good looking?" he asks and I can practically hear the smile on his face.
Well shit Hayley, now you've done it.
I glance over at him and his eyebrows are raised looking straight at me. I start to drink the milk out of the carton and make some sort of grunting noise that's neither a yes or a no.
Harry laughs and points at me. "That's disgusting."
I look down and see that the milk is spilling all over my shirt, and see all my manners flying out the window. I put down the carton and wipe my mouth with my hand. I look at him and burst out laughing.
"I am disgusting." I admit and it just makes him laugh harder. He walks over to be, and he is less than a foot away from me. He brings the pad of his thumb up to my chin, and wipes at something. I see white liquid on it and realizes I still had milk dripping down my face. I flush in embarrassment and look at the ground.
"It's okay. Most people will be too distracted by your good looks to notice how revolting you are." Harry mocks.
His humor never seizes to surprise me. I swat at his arm, and put the milk away. I walk to my closet and put my back to Harry. I pull the shirt over my head without even thinking he'd look at me. I hear him suck in a breath, and I realize what I'm doing and hurry and grab my Led Zeppelin t-shirt off my bed. I pull my hair out from the shirt and turn around. His eyes are a bit wider than before, but he carries on the conversation like nothing happen. And I silently Thank God that he does so.
"So Hayley," he says. My name sounds different coming out of his mouth. His British accent makes it sound different from what I'm used to, and I can't get enough of it.
"So Harry." I retaliate trying to forget what happened just a mere thirty seconds ago.
He gives me a amused but annoyed look, and I stare back.
"What are we doing today?" he asks. I'm caught off guard because I just assumed he had some band stuff to do today.
"Oh." is all I can get out at the moment.
"I mean if you wanted to hang out today." he spits back nervously.
"No I do, I just thought you'd have some band stuff to do." I admit.
"Not today. I was thinking we could maybe go to a club or something?"
"That sounds fun." I say casually, but on the inside I'm bursting with excitement. Harry is a celebrity, so we will probably end up going to some high-end party in the city.
"What time were you planning on going?" I ask.
"Can I pick you up around 8:00?"
"Perfect. Are any of the other boys coming?"
"Excuse me Darling. We are not boys, okay, we are men." he tries to look serious but I just scoff at him, and he smiles.
"Are any of the 'men' coming with us?" I say and Harry smiles at me, and lays his arms across the top of my couch.
"Probably. Do you want them to come?"
"Yeah, I really like them." I admit.
"Do you fancy any of them in particular?" he asks I can't help but give him a look.
"Do I fancy one if them? Really Harry?" I give him an 'are you kidding me look?' and he raises his hands in defense. I mean I obviously like Harry the best, although not in that way... at least that's what I keep telling myself.. Niall is cute though, and Zayn could totally pass for a model but I'd never admit that out loud. Why am I thinking about this right now?
"Just wondering." he smiles that ridiculous smile at me and I throw a pillow at him.
"What do I wear to something like this any way?" I sit on the opposite side of the couch and face him, hugging my knees.
"I don't know. Whatever girls wear to clubs..."
I don't want to admit to Harry that I've never been to a real club before, because I don't want him to think I'm young or immature... Okay, I'm not very mature, but that's only because while moping around for two years I learned life's more fun when you don't take yourself too seriously.
I'll call Leila, she'll know what to do.
Harry stands up and gets ready to leave. "Well, I'll see you tonight Hayley. I have to pick up some things from the store, but just text me." he gives me a hug and lifts me from the ground and I giggle like a damn school girl.
"Bye Harold." I wave at him as the elevator doors close, and blows me a kiss like the little shit he is..

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A/N: thank you to all you guys who read this! I just want you to know that none of the boys have girlfriends in this, and Harry and Hayley joke around and they aren't dating.... Yet ;) or who knows Hayley might fall for another boy in the band .. love you all!