1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 22

{Hayley POV}

After listening to a very colorful voicemail Harry left me on my phone this morning, I was off to work.
He called me from Liam's phone at least twelve times, but I didn't answer.
I had a plan, and it starts today.

When I got to work, I took a trip up to Leila's cubicle, to give her some insight on a new gossip piece.
"So you and Harry are not dating?"
"Nope. Can you just write how he's been seen with a different girl, and that I'm Zayn's friend, not Harry's."
"Why Zayn?"
"He's engaged. Plus, you can also talk about how I'm seeing someone that's not Harry if you'd like." I explain, while giving her a smirk. Knowing the questions that are about to come.
"You're what?!" Leila gasps.
"I'm not really. I've just been talking to an old friend lately. But, whatever helps with the story. Say whatever you want."
"Okay Hay, but you owe me. Ya know that right?" She raises an eyebrow at me and I laugh.
"I'll go pick up those shoes you were drooling over at Bloomingdales for you."
"Deal."

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{Harry POV}

I heard the elevator ding, and I got up from the couch to see if it was Niall back with our food. Although, it was not Niall, but Hayley. She better be back with my fucking phone.
Damn she looked hot.
She made eye contact with me and smirked innocently.
"I'm afraid you left this at my apartment yesterday. Thought I come by to return it." She said waving my phone at me. I snapped it from her hands.
"Left it at your apartment? Don't pull that shit with me. You stole me phone! You can't just take things that aren't yours!" I glare at her, but her smirk seizes to disappear.
"Aww Harry. Are you," she puts a hand on her chest. "mad at me?"
What game is she playing here? Although, I was finding it hard to stay pissed at her when she looked like that. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a cream long sleeve top. Her jewelry jingled when she moved, and her heels made her legs look long. Plus that skirt accentuated her curves perfectly. Making her arse look huge.
I couldn't take it any more, so I lace my hands on her lower back, closing the space between us. Her hands lay on my chest.
"Yes. You're absolutely infuriating." I stop talking and stare at her. My breathing slows, but I can't act mad because I'm not. I'm happy she's here, especially looking the way she does. "Are you mad at me?" I bite my lower lip. We're leaning into kiss when she suddenly stops, an inch away from my face.
"I wouldn't say mad is the correct word." She grabs my arms and releases herself from my grasp. She starts to walk toward the elevator again, with her purse hanging off her elbow.
"Hayley, love. Don't be this way." I shout back, chasing after her. Shouldn't this be the other way around? I'm supposed to me be mad she took my phone.
"Be what way Harry?" She turns and smiles innocently, making me swoon. Just as she's stepping into the elevator, I catch the door.
"Oh c'mon Hayley, don't make me take you in an elevator." I threaten, a smirk growing along my lips. Remembering how she responded to me yesterday, I thought she'd be all for it.
"I told you Harry, I'm not interested in you." She avoids eye contact with me as she presses the lobby button. I couldn't of heard her right.
"Did you just say you weren't interested in me?" I almost laugh. She wants me. I saw it written all over her face yesterday.
"Good night Harry." She smiles. "I'll come by again tomorrow, yeah?"
"Hayley, what's going on?" I smile nervously, this has to be some sort of joke. I let go of the elevator door.
"Bye Harry." She sing-songs. "Oh and Taylor says hi." And with that, the elevator closes.
What did she just say? Taylor says hi? As in the Taylor from her high school? I told her to stay away from that bloody prick. Is this her way of getting back at me for leaving her yesterday? It was just a joke. A silly little game, I was playing with her.
That's exactly what she's doing. Playing some stupid game with me. Well it's not going to work.
I call Hayley up immediately.
"Hello?" She says across the line.
"You're hanging out with Taylor? I told you that I didn't want you around him." I say through gritted teeth.
"You were being serious?" She laughs, and I can feel my face is turning red with anger.
"Yes. Hayley."
"Harry, I understand you're trying to look out for me as a friend, but don't worry. I can handle myself around men." I pause after her comment. Is she being serious. Was yesterday a bloody dream?
"As a friend? You think I'm telling you this because I'm a friend?" Surely, she didn't think we were just friends at this point.
"Well yeah, Harry."
"Your think we're just fucking friends!?"
"Look Harry, I'll call you tomorrow. Have a wonderful night." She says sweetly and hangs up. I look down at my phone is disbelief.
"Dude, what did you do?" Louis says to me from across the room, with a smile on his face.
"How do you know, I'm the one who did something?" I say defensively, as he makes his way toward me.
"Because by the sound of it, you did something that pissed her off. Women don't like that sort of thing mate. Now c'mon, tell me what ya did." He poked me several times before I batted his hands away. I began to smirk at the memory of Hayley in her apartment yesterday.
"I had her literally dripping yesterday, then bailed." I shake my head, thinking how funny, but stupid of me it was to do that.
"You didn't." Louis said shocked, trying to hold in a laugh, but he couldn't help it. "Mate, you are screwed!"
My smile faded as I realized how right he was. Hayley did not like to be messed with.
"She called Eleanor last night." Louis blurts, and my eyes go wide.
"And?"
"I don't know, I was in the loo. But El wasn't mad or anything. She was laughing and sounded pretty amused. So, I don't think she called about you."
This relieved me, but why would she call Eleanor?
"What do I do about this Lou? What do you do when Eleanor's mad at you?" I question.
"Fuck her brains out." Louis smiles, and I just punch him the arm, making up for the smile across me face. Stupid Louis.
"I can't necessarily do that now, can I?" I shoot back sarcastically.
"You can try." I looked at him, and he was being completely serious. I gave him a puzzling look and he continued. "Put yourself in a situation where it's inevitable. We could...." he starts to tap his chin in thought. He snaps his fingers when he found his answer. "We could go swimming. Me, you, El, and Hayley. And if Liam wants to bring that Sophia girl. You'll both be practically naked, so you're already half way there!" I swear he's still a horny teenager, but has a valid point. It's foolproof really.
"You're brilliant Lou."
"I know. Now, hurry up as text her."

To Hayley: When you come over tomorrow, bring a swimsuit. Lou wants us all to go swimming. The girls will be here too. Xx.
From Hayley: What girls?
To Hayley: Eleanor, and the girl Liam is seeing. See you there love. ;) Xx.
From Hayley: Can't wait.:)