1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15

{Harry POV}

I went to the coffee shop I always go to with Hayley. It closes in twenty minutes so I tried to hurry. The second I walked through the door her laugh filled my ears. The most beautiful sound on the planet. At first, I thought I was going mad, but then I looked in the back and there she was. She was with a guy, and her smile was huge obviously laughing at something he just said. Her smile reached the corners of her eyes, wrinkling the skin in the most adorable way... Stop it Harry.
I put my hood up so I couldn't be spotted by fans or paparazzi. I thought I'd be at most fifteen minutes, but if anyone thinks I'm leaving Hayley alone here with some guy, they're insane.
I hide my pissed off feeling with a friendly face and I approached them.
"Can I help you?" the guy says to me with an annoyed look on his damn face. I already hate him.
"Harry!" Hayley recognizes my appearance and slides out of the booth to give me a hug. It hurts to know how deep I'm in the friendzone.. But, I can't help but smile when she wraps her tiny arms around my waist. I also feel relieved to know she's not still mad about this morning. When she pulls away she looks from me to the dick she's with and stumbles with her words.
"Oh sorry uhh... Harry this is Taylor. Taylor this is Harry."
"Pleasure." he holds out his hand and I hesitantly shake it. Using all my self control not to punch him in the face and carry Hayley home with me.
"Wait a second.." Tanner begins to say. "You're the Harry from that band!" Realization covers his face and he acts like he should get an award with that stupid grin he has.
"Uh yeah that's me. The one from the band." I say back not taking my eyes off of Hayley. She just rolls her eyes and looks back at me.
"So what are you doing here?" she asks.
"I just need some to drink and didn't feel like getting wasted." I half laugh. Hayley's never seen me drunk and I'd like to keep it that way. She simply nods.
"Would you like to come back with me? Liam said he called you earlier and you were already planning on it?" I say the words so that Tyler can understand very clearly.
"Oh yeah." she slaps her forehead with her palm. "Of course, I totally forgot." Well that was easier than I thought..
"Taylor I'm sorry, but I promised. It was so nice to catch up with you. We should get together again sometime." she says sweetly. Get together again sometime? Absolutely fucking not.
"I'd love that Hales. Here's my number." he hands her a strip of paper with a series of numbers. Hales? Are you kidding me? That's the dumbest name I've ever heard.
"Oh my hell you know better not to call me that." she laughs but at least she hates it as much as I do. You know better? How much does he exactly know about Hayley? He hugs her goodbye and it takes all I have to not pull her off and makeout with her right there, so I can claim what's mine and not his.
"Goodbye Taylor Thomas." she shouts as I literally pull her out the door.
I try to act casual as we walk across the sidewalk and into the car waiting for us.
"So where did you run into him tonight?"
"Well, after Niall canceled I decided to go to the a Empire State building. I've never been and I'm bored of the view from my building so I thought it'd be nice to have time to myself. And low and behold there he was." I brush off the fact that she was roaming New York City alone at night and ask another question.
"How do you know him?"
"We went to High School together."
*click*
High School... Taylor Thomas...
"Hold on. He's the douchebag who took your virginity? You told me you absolutely hated him." realization hits me like a truck. That shīt face back there has had sex with Hayley. I want to throw up at the thought of him even touching her.
I think I'm going to be sick.
"I thought I hated him too." she laughs at herself. Now I'm really going to be sick. "But, considering I lived in a bubble throughout all of high school, it was nice to see it from someone else's point of view." She admits. I stare directly at her and after a few moments she locks eyes with mine and a smirk grows on her face.
"Why so many questions? You jealous Styles?" she teases while raising an eyebrow. Her playfulness lightens my mood and I smirk back. Of course I was jealous. Am I going to admit that to her? No.
"In your dreams Stewart." I challenge. She just giggles and a genuine smile reaches my face.
When we reach my building I jog around the car to open the door for her and we walk inside and up the elevator. We tease each other the whole ride up which results in her punching me in the chest or arm multiple times. When the doors slide open my eyes find a sweaty Niall wrestling an even sweater Louis.
"What the hell?" Hayley says while trying to hold back a laugh. Zayn is egging them on, while Liam is trying to keep from laughing.
"What's all this about?" I shout over then to get the attention of Zayn or Liam. Liam walks over toward us, "Louis ate Niall's leftovers from last night." Liam pulls Niall off of Louis with one arm and throws him on the couch. "Hey Hayley, glad you could make it." Liam smiles at her.
"You bastard! You know better not t' eat me food!" Niall points at Louis.
"I said I was sorry mate! I'll go buy you lunch tomorrow." Louis says sincerely but trying to hide his amusement with the whole situation. Niall stomps into the kitchen, and out of the corner of my eye I see Liam lean over to me.
"Take her to the roof." he whispers in my ear. I give him a confused look but he just nods toward the stairs. I trust Liam so I grab Hayley's hand and pull her up the stairs.
"Harry, please, at least buy me dinner first." she jokes and winks at the boys. I just shake me head. This girl was going to drive me absolutely mad.
I pull down the latter and lead her to it so she can go up first. As she goes up, I can't help but look at her perfectly round bottom.
"Yo Styles, stop staring at her arse. It's not very polite." Louis shouts as he jogs up the top stair. I hear Hayley giggle and look down. "He can't help it Lou, huh Harry?" she teases. "Both of you can go to hell." I say. I'm laughing but that's only to hide the embarrassment in my face. When we both reach the roof I silently thank god for Liam. There's lights everywhere and there's a blanket and pillows on the ground. Very cliche but still romantic. Hayley's already sprawled across the blanket and she pats the spot next to her signaling me to join her. When I lay down, her playful demeanor is gone.
"How was your date with Leila?" She mumbles awkwardly.
"I didn't go. We had some last minute tour stuff to take care of." I lie. I couldn't tell her the truth. Oh, I canceled on her because I was going to come find you and tell you I had feelings for you and ruin our whole relationship. I didn't want to be with anyone else and I didn't want you to either. Yeah that would go over well.
"Oh, okay." her bitter tone was gone and replaced with a happier one.
"So, uh.. should I start calling you Hales or..?" I joke and she punches me hard in the arm.
"Don't you ever call me that." she says between fits of giggles but I can tell she's dead serious.
"Oh c'mon. I think it's cute." I absolutely hate the name but it's entertaining to see how far I can push her. "Because it's awful. Don't ever call me that Harry."
"Or what?" I challenge.
She glares at me trying to hide her smile. "Or I'll start to call you Hare."
"Don't you dare." She just shrugs and I give in. "Fine."