1 in 7 Billion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 24

{Hayley POV}

After getting out of the pool, I dried off because Harry so rudely threw me into the pool. I didn't have to look back at him to know he was staring at me. His eyes were lasers that burned into me every time he looked my way. I knew I left him hanging in the pool, but by the satisfied look Eleanor was giving me, I knew I did an okay job.

"Look out," Eleanor points behind me. "Lover boy is making his move."

I spin around and I have to catch my breath. Harry emerging from the pool was enough to make my knees go weak. The way the water ran down his body, and the way he ruffled his hair in a pathetic attempt to dry it, was jaw dropping.

I quickly turn back around to gain my self control, because I knew he was coming over to me. I'm not sure if I can play this game any longer. I was a freaking teenager, for crying out loud. Granted, I have a pretty adult life, but I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know how to handle myself around men. Especially ones that looked like Harry for that matter.

He was so much better at this than I was. I've never had a real boyfriend before, so I don't know what this is supposed to be like. Not that Harry is my boyfriend, because I have no idea what we are.

My thoughts are interrupted, as I hear wet footsteps behind me.

"Mind if I join you love?" Harry's deep voice mumbles into my ear.

"Not at all." I smirk back, my confident demeanor is completely opposite of what I'm feeling on the inside. He plops down in the lawn chair next to mine, and grabs his phone off the table. I laid out on my chair, trying to absorb whatever rays I could from the sun. Louis and Eleanor packed up and headed down, and judging by the look on Louis' face, they weren't going to watch a movie.

"I'm happy you came." Harry brought me out from my thoughts, and I looked over at him.

"And why is that Mr. Styles?" I smiled at him, because I was surprisingly giddy from his comment. No matter what, it's always nice to feel wanted.

"Well, I can't say your choice of swimsuit isn't extremely delightful," He smirks.

"Oh God." I scoff, completely embarrassed. I knew I should of worn the other one.

"Nonetheless, you," He looked down from me, and at his phone before he continued. "you in general just makes me happy. Pissed off at times, but mainly happy."

I could see his cheeks redden, and mine as well. He glanced up at me for a reaction, but I just smiled at him.

"What?" He asked.

"Nothing." I laid back in the chair and shut my eyes.

We sat there for awhile, but out of nowhere Niall runs toward us carrying a massive bucket. He goes directly to Harry and drenches him in pool water. Harry then retaliates and tackles Niall into the pool. Niall comes up, just to burst into laughter.

"You wanker!" Harry shouts at the blonde Irishman. Niall continues to laugh, and swim away from an amused Harry. I liked the way all the boys were together. It made me forget how famous they were, and that they were just normal boys. I especially enjoyed times like this, where Harry was himself. He didn't have to put on an act for anyone, or a fake smile. He was just Harry. An infuriatingly handsome boy, who drove me absolutely crazy.

And I was completely mad about him.

He climbed out of the pool, and the boy who was tending to the boys brought him a towel to dry off.

"You ready to head downstairs?" He asked me while rubbing his hair with the towel.

"Uh yeah." I started to grab my stuff, and slipped my coverup over my swimsuit. I was done being half naked.