1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 23

{Hayley POV}

I went swimsuit shopping that night with Eleanor, because I didn't think I could do it all by myself.
I tried on at least thirty swimsuits, and modeled the ones I felt comfortable in for Eleanor. After I spent a ridiculous amount of money on a bikinis, I left with two. I couldn't leave with just one, because I'm awful at deciding and they were too cute.
Eleanor also forced me into Victoria Secret, and when I refused to buy any lingerie she bought it for me against my will. It was too much in my opinion, but she insisted I took it home. I repeatedly told her I'd pay her back, but she gave me the look so I knew it was time to shut up.
I'd take the new lace bra and panties with me to change into, and if I played my cards right, Harry would be there to witness.
Eleanor talked me into wearing the one that made my breasts look twice as big, and I had to pretend to fight her on it because I secretly wanted to wear that one. I just had to make it through today in one piece, and without letting Harry and stupid puppy dog eyes get to me. Today was either going to be fun or absolute hell.

{Harry POV}

I've been nervous all day, while waiting for Hayley to get here. I'm just going to act normal, like nothing ever happened, and when things get back to normal I'll bring up the whole Taylor situation. Fuck Taylor. I hated that bastard. If I found out he even laid a finger on Hayley, I'll beat the shit out of him, and scream at Hayley for letting him. Just the thought made me want to fucking punch someone.
Eleanor and Sophia were here, and Eleanor brought her cousin, Ben, and he's fucking annoying. He's won't stop acting like he's best friends with Louis and Louis is getting sick of him.
"You guys go ahead and head up to the pool. Hayley's running late, so I'll wait for her here." Eleanor says as she pushes Louis out the door.
We agree with her because no one is dumb enough to argue with Eleanor. I'm a little annoyed that Hayley's texting her instead of me, since I'm the one who even invited her. She's killing me.
The pool was above our penthouse, and it took a short elevator to get to it. I didn't bother hiding the fact that I was annoyed and I was just waiting for Hayley to get here, so when she walked out of the elevator I felt my face light up.
She was coercing with Eleanor while she walked in and didn't even notice that I was walking toward her. She was taken back by my presence because I startled her. I hugged her around her waist and kissed we on the cheek. She was surprised by my public display of affection, but she still wrapped her arms around my neck in return.
"Well hello to you too." She jokes and walks past me.
I couldn't help but check her out as she strutted by. Her curves were incredible. The way her tiny waist flared into her round hips, was enough to make my mouth water, and don't even get me started on her large breasts.
I obviously wasn't the only one gushing at her, because Ben was practically drooling as he watched her. Of course, she was completely oblivious to it, and of course, she proceeds to take her top off exposing the rest of her body.
Fuck.
I was at her side in seconds. Fuming, because every guy at the damn pool was gawking at her.
"Um hi," Hayley stares at me with disbelief, considering I was inches away from her. "Ever heard of personal space?"
"Change."
"Excuse me?"
"Please." I beg.
"I'm not going to change Harry." she challenges me and I feel myself getting angrier and angrier. "Why would I change? It's a swimming pool for God's sake."
"Change, please. I don't like how those guys over there are staring at you." I say through gritted teeth, trying to control my temper.
She takes a peak over her shoulder at the men I was referring to, and she gives them a flirtatious wave and smile. Which is almost enough to put me over the edge. Their eyes take over her body and their eyes grow wide.
"And what exactly would you like me to change into? A pant suit? Maybe a robe?" She sasses and I have to bite my tongue from snapping at her.
"Relax Harry." I hear from behind and realize Eleanor is speaking to me. "It's not like you're not staring at her the exact same way."
Hayley laughs and her cheeks go pink. I, on the other hand, am pissed. I'm allowed to look at her like this, they are not.
"You don't own me Harry." Hayley says, and I scoff. Is she kidding?
"I never said that."
"Then stop acting like it." She wraps her arms around my neck and I feel our bare stomachs touch. My body tenses and I feel goosebumps growing on her skin. She looks at me lustfully and bites her lip.
Fuck, she is beautiful.
"Don't worry about them. I'm a big girl." she finishes.
Then, bam. She let's go of me, and takes a seat on the chair to stretch out, like she didn't just look at me like that. She doesn't realize the things she does to me. She drives me crazy, and it's as if her body wasn't enough to drive me mad, but her stubborn personality as well. She was intoxicating, and I was more than willing to indulge. I knew all that shit that happened yesterday would pass.
I left Hayley, Eleanor, and Sophia and jumped into the pool with Liam, Niall and Louis.
"Dude, Hayley is fuckin fit." Niall says as I swim up. Like I'm not aware.
"Shove it, lad." Louis says as he waps Niall in the back of the head, before I can freak out at him for even looking at Hayley.
"And you guys still haven't.." Liam trails off, but I know exactly what he's getting at.
"No, we haven't." I snap back, not wanting to continue the discussion on Hayley and I's sex life.
"What the hell? Why?" Niall says in disbelief.
"Because Haz, over here pissed the woman off and now she's out to get him. She called him a 'friend' last night over the phone." Louis explains to the other boys, and I relive the embarrassing moment over. She called me a friend, like we don't snog every time we're together. Liam and Niall's eyes go wide, and stare at me.
"She called you a friend? After all that? What did you do to piss her off so bad?" Liam instigates. Louis cuts me off before I can explain it.
"He led her on, and the just left her at her apartment."
"What the fuck Harry? Led on as in turned on? Like sexually?" Niall looks at me disgusted. Louis nods at him, and Niall continues. "You had a chance to sleep with her and you bailed? Have ya gone mad?"
"Look," I glanced over at the girls to make sure they weren't listening before I continued. "We play little games all the time, I didn't think this would be any different. Plus, she even told me she didn't want to sleep with me." I knew it was a lie when she told me, but it helped my case.
"You're such a square." Louis says, and swims over to get out of the pool to join Eleanor. I shake off what they said and begin to swim laps.
I glance up at Hayley to see if she's watching me, but I see her talking to fucking Ben. She giggling and he's smiling and I hate all of it. I decide to take action and get out of the pool. I jog my way over to her, and pick her up bridal style. She hitting me and screaming at me to put her down, but within a couple steps I'm at the edge of the pool and I leap in with her still in my arms. When we emerge from the water, she wiping her face, and spitting out water.
"You jackass!" She hits my arm, and I can't help but just laugh. I catch her wrist and pull her to me, colliding our wet bodies together.
"I didn't like the way he was looking at you." I confess with a smirk on my face.
"I told you I can handle myself." She challenges, as she lays her arms around my neck.
"I'm not quite sure you can."
"Oh really Styles? Is that a challenge?"
"It's not a challenge if you can't compete."
"I beg to differ." She says as she tangles her hands in my wet curls, twisting her fingers slowly and gently. We stare at each other for awhile just holding one another, until I see her glance down at my lips.
"Kiss me." I tell her. She gives me a look is dissatisfaction and disbelief.
"Want to ask again nicely, Mr. Styles?" she cocks an eyebrow at me, and I can't think of a more adorable or sexy thing on the planet.
"Kiss me." I say again, testing her patience.
"Ask nicely." she counters, and I bite my lower lip in amusement.
"Please?"
She smiles and kisses my cheek, then the bottom of my cheek bone, under my ear lobe, and stops barely above my mouth. I feel her breath roll over the edges of my face, and shut my eyes to take in the feeling.
"You need to work on your manners Harry Styles." she says in a hushed whisper and releases from me. She sways her hips as she climbs out of the pool and I watch her wide-eyed. The water cascades over every curve of her body, highlighting every single detail. She left me drooling in the pool, watching her as I fantasized every possible thing I'd ever want to do to that woman.
I've never wanted someone as badly as I want Hayley Stewart.