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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33. Chapter 32

-Jane's POV-

 

Harry shoved me against the wall, his lips pressing against mine, his
body doing the same against mine.

His lips just.. They were really soft and it felt as if they were made
to move with mine. Weird, but it feels really true.

I breathed him in, my arms pulling him closer, as I thrusted in just
slightly.

A grunt left his lips, making this feeling of proudness come over me.

I don't know if I was happy about calling a truce with the enemy, or was
I the complete opposite. I was still very hesitant about all this.

Once I could no longer inhale, I pulled away tiredly.

We touched foreheads, making me smile.

And then that's when I find someone walking in on us.

I immediately jump up, pretending as if nothing happened.

This girl just eyes me and Harry suspiciously, making me smirk.

I itch the back of my neck awkwardly, knowing that someone had just
caught us making out.

Harry laughs, taking my hand once she passes.

"Don't worry, she's just jealous that no one gets to kiss her that way."
He whispers in my ear, making me shiver.

"She's jealous because no one gets to make her feel good." Harry
seductively says, his lips brushing the skin at my neck.

I smiled, one of my hands ravelling in his curls. He pecks my cheek
softly before we leave.

 

The sight before me, surprises me as I find the boys at the front of the
restaurant. Well shit.

"Hey guys look it's Jane! And Harreh!" Louis hollers, El looking up from
beside him as she smiled.

Raising her eyebrows at me, she ignores the waiter talking to her as she
runs over to me and hugs me and Harry , I mean literally wrapping both
arms around our necks and spinning us around as if we were on a leash.

I groaned, pulling away from the hug.

"Harry Edward Styles you better take care of my girl right here! Break
her and I'll cut your goods off!" She points a finger sternly, Harry's
eyes widening.

"Eleanor!" I scolded, my arms wrapping around his waist.

 Once again, feeling weird. It's just the way he makes me feel.

 "So you two huh?!" El shrieked, raising her hands up, which makes me
flinch slightly.

 "No." I rose an eyebrow. Me and El shared a look that we only knew
about, Harry not understanding.

"Let me borrow her for a couple seconds, okay?" She pulls a small smile,
taking me by the arm as she gently tugged me to a corner.

"So you two huh?!" She repeats, but in a more excited tone.

"We aren't together! Well at least not officially!" I whined.

"Well you should make it official! You two kissed, you two had sex, what
else?"

I face palmed, shaking my head. "We didn't have.. Real sex. I mean we
didn't like.. Go homerun." I gestured.

"Well then you should! If you do, then it means your official and that
you both can share something like that."

"I don't think we can." I shook my head.

"You /will/! I'd die, seeing you two together. I mean it would be THE
DEATH OF ME."

I laughed. "I don't know El. We're just trying."

"Trying? Ugh, he likes you, you like him. What else is there to wait
for?! Listen to Mama Eleanor." She pats me on the shoulder.

I just rolled my eyes, but I couldn't help the smile tugging at my lips.
Was I really going to.. Let go of the immaturity and actually fall for
my arch enemy?

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