Sleeping With The Enemy (Harry Styles, FINISHED)

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Jane Hendricks and Harry Styles were arch enemies. Not JUST enemies, but it was just completely hate between the two. Although what others didn't know, was that Jane had a past with Harry. Even enemies could fall in love.. But that was then, and this is now, as others say. It turns out, it wasn't love they were in back then. It was a stupid bet that Harry's friends made him do. And that was to sleep with the enemy.. Who knew one silly night could change the two? All Jane and Harry wanted to do, was let go of that unusual past they had, and never look back again. But what happens when both of these two.. Meet again?

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12. Chapter 11

**WARNING A BIT DIRTY ;)**

Chapter 11:

-Jane's POV-

 

The kiss was just heated. I couldn't even keep up with the kiss, his
lips, literally pressuring my own as I was shoved to a wall.

My moan echoed inside his mouth as he laughed slightly, his hands
sliding up and down my hips, his fingers drawing circles.

"Harry." I whispered through his lips.

"Mmm." He hummed lowly. It all seemed to happen in an instant. My mind
travelling to things that weren't even supposed to go to.

"Say why don't we go to your room," He murmers through kissing my neck
as a shiver was sent through me.

"O-okay." I say shakily.

"Listen. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you."

'But in a way, you are.' I thought in my head. My eyes never left his at
the moment.

What the hell was I doing? At first, I thought this was all a game.. But
haha anyway, it still is all a game.

Why don't we play around with Styles for the night. Yuh know, do what he
did to me. Have him get attached, and then just drop it like a bomb.
Exactly.

A smirk played on my face, as he rose his eyebrows for an answer.

"Come on." I motioned, entwining fingers in with him as we walked up the
staircase and to my room.

I could've sworn I heard him growl as soon as I slammed the door closed.
Harry has always reminded me of this.. Unwanted animal. Sometimes, I
couldn't even take a look at him in such disgust.

I fakely smiled, hesitant with what I was starting. I had no idea if
this was going to end well or bad, either.

I closed my eyes tightly, as I felt his warm yet frightening hands roam
around my body, as he gently squeezed my boobs.

I bit my lip, my eyes trailing up his tall figure as it landed on his
lustful face.

"Don't be scared." He chuckled softly. His playful tone almost told me
he was playing innocent with me. But obviously, I spoke to soon. "I
don't bite..Unless,'' He whispered, his hands finding the back of my
dress and slipping the zipper down slowly.

My breath hitched in my throat, as I held my breath.

My nervous eyes didn't leave his face, until I felt that I was fully
undressed except that I was in my underwear and bra.

Harry stroked the hair out of my face, tugging it at the ends teasingly.

"You're so beautiful." Harry smirked, his eyes trailing up my body.

I mentally rolled my eyes. The only thing that was beautiful to him was
my parts. Nothing else. I felt like some stupid prostitute for sale. And
no it wasn't fun.

Now it was my turn to scare the shit out of him.

I breathed out, giving him a smug look before continuing.

The next thing I did was definitely not expected, even by me.

My hands found its way at his jeans, fumbling with the zipper before
undoing the button and smirking before pulling his jeans down.

"Keep going." He says expectantly.

I acted as if I was so confident, but truly, it was the complete
opposite in this brain of mine.

I was somehow disgusted by myself. I knew this was wrong, but sometimes,
revenge just had to be done. I mean that's what I thought.

I've been grieving, all this time.. And seeing that this moment finally
came, just overwhelmed me.

Even if revenge took having sex with Harry Styles, then so be it. All I
wanted to do was break him, the way he did to me.

It hurt, thinking he never cared.. Do you know how it feels to have
these feelings for someone, but get the wrong answer back? It was
fucking dreadful. HE was dreadful.

Once Harry and I were half naked, he pulled me over to my bed.

I plastered once again another fake smile on my face as my lips once
again came in contact with his soft ones.

Yeah, I was in love with his lips. Just not the person who they belonged to.

His kiss then travelled to my neck as I could feel him lightly suck.

A dumb sounding moan left my mouth as I bit my lip, embarassed that that
weird unhuman sound just left my mouth.

Harry laughed, completely amused. "Oh you like that?"

His touches were starting to be more heavy now. I whimpered, feeling his
hands just above my underwear.

Without permission, the impudent boy above me, pulls it off.

I gasped at the action, as my eyes widened.

"Damn, you're so sexy." He whispered, abruptly sitting me up as he
spread my legs apart.

Harry closed the space between us, as I kissed him almost effortlessly.

Come on, Jane.. I seriously have to step up my game. Where'd my wild
side go?

By the look on his face, he's wanting more from me.

My tongue slid into his mouth as I could feel a smirk form on his lips.

I soon feel his tongue collide with mine almost instantaneously.

Surprisingly, I do the same, tugging his boxers down, revealing the 'parts'.

My eyes widened, as I feel him touching me immediately.

Jane, focus. This doesn't mean anything.

 

•••••

I breathed out, as I felt his weight leave me, rolling to the other side
of the bed.

I watch as he discards the condom, tossing it in my trash can.

I'm nearly panting, as I closed my eyes.

Well now I've got myself in a shit hole of problems.. No more turning back.

 

I get scared when I find him, getting back inside the covers.

I was surprised he wasn't leaving for home though. When he made love to
me, it was basically like a hit and run.

"You're not going?" I whispered as we faced each other.

He shook his head. "Where else would I go, if I'm nice and cozy here."
His right eye dropped in a wink.

I rolled my eyes, as Harry chuckled.

I realistically moved the curls away from his face as I cupped his chin
in my hands.

Giving him a slight peck on the lips, I smiled. "Night, curly."

"Don't call me that, I'm not a curly fry."

I laughed, turning the opposite way from him, not really wanting to
expose that much of my naked body to him.

When I thought I'd finally get my goodnight's sleep, something
interrupted that.

Harry's strong arm snakes around my waist, pulling me towards him.

I gasped as I feel his front against my back.

"Jane." He says softly.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

"Did you.. Feel anything?"

"Yeah, you're dick in my pussy that is." I joked.

He deeply laughed, his chest vibrating against my bare back.

"No, I mean.. Seriously. Nothing physical, but.. Emotionally." Harry set
his chin just above my head as he playfully wiggled his chin on the top
of my head.

I giggled in the most fake way, as my lips immediately fell into a
frown, knowing he couldn't see me.

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"I don't know if you felt it too..But I just.. Felt different, this time
round." His hand was left set on my waist.

I grinned, knowing I had succeeded.

"Harry, I think I did to."

 

He abruptly spins me around as we were both stuck in a messy kiss.

"Goodnight." His forehead touched mines as our fingers were entwined
under the sheets.

I nodded, playfully pecking him on the nose as he chuckled.

 

It was almost immediately until the boy next to me had fallen asleep.

His light snores echoed my room as I rolled my eyes, moving his arm off
of me. I shifted to my normal spot, faced away from him.

Scrunching up my nose in disgust, I chuckled both lightly and evilly.

 

"Mission accomplished."

 

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