Chapter Text
(No lyrics for this one, just my added part)
"Okay, listen, Hailey, I really think you should meet the band now." Harry called out while overhanding a ball, lying down on my bed. I walked out of the bathroom in my new skinnies, checking my butt in the mirror before looking at Harry.
"Harry, I don’t know, what if they don’t like me?" I sighed out. "What if they think I’m not good enough to be your Best Friend.” As soon as he heard this, he sat up on the bed and stared directly at me.
"Where is this all coming from, Lele?" he gasped, using the nickname he gave me when we were kids.
"Um, I don’t know, Haz. It’s just, like, you guys are international and you have a bunch of girls pining over you and you can literally have any girl yo-” I went on before he interrupted.
"My job doesn’t change our friendship, Hailey, you have to remember that” Harry explained, exasperated. I breathed out, sort of like a sigh of relief, I kind of needed to hear that. I slightly nodded, smirking at him.
"Okay, I’ll go" He jumped up off the bed before enwrapping me in a bone crushing hug. "Alright, how about now? You know, show off the new jeans" he said slyly, before smacking my butt. I gasped a little over dramatically and dropped my jaw. He just looked at me and winked before grabbing my hand and leading me out of the door of my flat.
You see, Harry and I have a special sort of relationship. We knew each other since we were kids, we grew up together, told each other everything from embarrassing moments to our crushes. We even went to the same school. Then he left for the X Factor which kind of killed me since we went from seeing each other every day to not seeing each other at all. Maybe, just 3-4 times a week on Skype but it was definitely not the same. That was when I realized I may have feelings for him but I was always too nervous to say anything about it so I didn’t. It remained buried in my mind, at least until the perfect time. But it never happened. So I guess I had nothing left to do but forget about them but I always knew they’d still be there.
Anyways, we got in his car and he played OneRepublic. He knew how much I loved them. He knew everything about me. We began singing loudly and awfully, just like the way it always was. Before I knew it, we were in front of Zayns flat and Harry was opening the door for me like the gentleman I knew he was. We got to the elevator and went straight up to his floor. I began breathing a little heavily and biting my lip, something I did all the time when I got too nervous. Harry realized this and took my hand.
"Listen, Lele, just breath, they’ll love you, I promise. Probably a little too much" he chuckled. I shook my head giggling at his cheesiness. We stepped out of the elevator and I followed Harry to the door. He knocked on the door and my heart started racing. Zayn opened the door with a beer in his hand and a smile on his face. It calmed me down a bit.
"Who’s this beauty?" Zayn asked, grinning. I giggled and blushed and looked down to the floor. I was always a little shy.
"Easy there, tiger. This is my best friend Hailey." Harry replied, bantering him.
"Well, pleasure to meet you, Hailey" I extended my hand to shake his but instead he pulled me into a hug. So far, everything was going a lot better than expected.
"Alright, I want you to meet the rest of the guys" Zayn told me, leading me to the living room with Harry behind both of us. Inside the room, Liam and Louis were sitting on the floor next to each other playing Fifa. Zayn whistled, hauling their attention. They turned their heads towards me and Louis raised his eyebrows. I got a little nervous again until he broke into a smile.
“‘This your girl, Harry?” Louis asked, smitten. Now, I was sure I was as red as a tomato and as I opened my mouth to speak, Harry talked first.
"Well, she might as well be" he chuckled out. "But no she’s just my best friend" I nodded slowly, appreciating Harrys choice of words.
"Well, you missed quite a catch there, Harry" Liam spoke up. "Hey, Hailey, I’m Liam and this guy" he said, pointing towards the guy beside him "is Louis."
"Nice to meet you" Louis nodded towards me. I smiled softly and replied "Likewise."
"Wait, there’s one missing" Zayn said, confusedly. As if on queue, the blonde one walked in, absentmindedly singing Hall and Oats’ Your Kiss.
As soon as he saw me, he froze. He stopped singing, walking, everything. I kind of got a little scared. That is until Harry interrupted our awkward little stare down.
"Niall, this is my best friend, Hailey. Hailey, this is my best and band mate, Niall"