Sleeping With The Enemy (Harry Styles, FINISHED)

*NOT MY STORY ALL RIGHT GOES TO BRITISHBUMS*
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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7. Chapter 6

Chapter 6:

That night, was definitely one of my sleepless nights. My king size bed,
somehow felt lonely. But I ignored the situation.

My head rolled to the side, glaring at the alarm clock on my bedside
table. '2:23AM' the red luminating numbers red. The numbers seemed to
taunt me, as I stared longer.

I looked away in annoyance, staring back at the ceiling under my covers.

Even though I was 18 now, I would still get scared of the surroundings
around my room. Like how the tree branch outside would tap on my window,
as if it wanted to break the glass it self. And how I somehow heard the
wind outside blow hardly. It felt like there was a presence I'd never
experienced before, which frightened me.

Somehow, when I thought of it, the sounds started to come in again. My
eyes widened, my hands clenching the covers around me. "Shit, shit
shit.." I cussed in a whisper as I closed my eyes.

These things also resulted because of the thousands of horror movies
I've been seeing by myself in the living room constantly. I guess this
is what I get. It's like I'm hearing things that aren't even here.

A thump sounded as I jumped slightly flinching. My breathing got heavier.

It was just my phone that seemed to slip from beside me and fall on the
carpet floor.

I shakily picked it up, afraid an imaginary hand would grab my wrist
from under my bed.

I gasped, my head turning to the window, the sihouhette of the branch
suddenly turning into something different.

I can't do this anymore. I closed my eyes. I hated being alone in my
room. I always invited El over, but if she didn't come, I would just
stay at her place. But now, I was alone. And I was always scared of
that. Seriously.

I slowly got up from my bed, my feet padding across the carpet as I
slowly left my room, making my way down the stairs quietly.

I walk into the dark living room, seeing Harry's body sprawled across my
couch, snoring softly.

It seemed he had sensed my presence as he slightly stirred in his sleep.

I walked slowly up to the body, softly tapping him on the shoulder.

He didn't make the slightest movement, but continued to sleep on.

I shook him harder as he groaned turning to face me. "What?" He asks
groggily, narrowing his eyes.

"I.. Look. You can come sleep in my room," I state simply, not really
wanting to bring up the part that I was scared to sleep by myself in my
own room.

"Jane, it's like 2 in the morning, it's okay, I can sleep here."

"No." I say bluntly.

He looked up at me with my blunt response. "Why?"

"Just.. I'm scared up there by myself." I blurted out with a sigh as my
cheeks started to grow hotter once again.

Even though we were in the dark, I could still see the smirk playing on
his lips. "Okay. I'll come."

"Don't you try anything." I slapped his hand away from touching my ass
as I continued doing that as we walked up the stairs. He seriously tried
sneaking a teasing touch as he lowly laughed.

I turned on my dim lights as he shoved past me, sprawling across my bed
with impudence.

"Excuse me, this is my bed." I talk through gritted teeth, trying to
move his heavy body over. But it was no use, because I was so weak, and
I was such a small girl.

"Night." He said teasingly, pretending to snore loudly as he laughed
through snores because of my attempt to move him.

"Please, move." I pleaded.

Seconds later, he had given up his little teasing game, scooting to the
other edge of my bed as I stayed on the opposite side.

I switched the lights off, casually pulling the covers over me, as Harry
tugged some for him. I kept probably a foot away from him, making sure
to have zero contact with him whatsoever.

"Jane." His raspy voice spoke. But it seemed to be a different sound.
Not like the cocky one he used to use.

I slightly turned my head to him, signifying that I had given the boy my
attention.

"I'm sorry for being such an arse."

Was he apologizing? Harry Styles. Apologizing. That really didn't seem
right to me.

I stayed silent, not really knowing what to say. "I can't just forgive
and forget, Harry. I'm guessing you know that." I muttered.

"I'm not saying that I'm going to change. But I just want to apologize
for what I did to you in the past."

The anger just suddenly bubbled up in me. The way he thinks he can just
throw the past thst ruined my life away.

"Harry you ruined my life." I said honestly.

His lips pursed, licking his lips before looking at me with soft eyes.
This was the first time I've ever experienced the boy to be so
sorrowful. To have such pain in his eyes.
 

I was so scared that day.. I was afraid that I would be pregnant.
Thankfully, when I took the test, it was a negative. That day had been
also one of the worst.

"I know you won't forgive me. I wouldn't forgive myself either. It was..
It was hard for me in high school, Jane."

"Hard? Harry I used to have this thing for you.. And you tricked me into
believing you. Turns out I didn't mean shit to you," I talked through
gritted teeth, the memories hitting me like painful bricks.

He silenced. "You don't understand." He whispered.

"Oh yes, yes I do Harry." I gushed, turning my body around the opposite
way from him.

I understand, perfectly.

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-Harry's POV-

 

I watched Jane sleep peacefully right next to me. It has been about two
hours, me just sitting here. Thinking.

As I was staring out at nothing, Jane stirred, her arms searching for
her pillow. Her pillow fell to the ground a few minutes ago, but her
hands were still blindly searching for it as she stumbled forward, her
arms wrapping around me as her head fell to my chest. She had no clue
what she was doing.

I froze, my eyes widening not really knowing what to do. My hands
hesitantly swept the hair from her face as I stared at her in her
peaceful state. She was much better peaceful sleeping, then awake and
grumpy. Either way, she amused me. Her head was layed on my chest, the
air she was puffing out in breaths, tickling my chest slightly.

I shuddered. Having the girl in my arms, gave me those awkward feelings.
The feelings that weren't right.

 

And somehow, I had gotten all of me to drift off into a deep sleep.

 

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-Jane's POV-

 

I woke up to my own snore, as my eyes slowly fluttered open, immediately
getting blinded by the light seeping through the curtains.

I groaned, groggily, wiping my drool over my pillow. I drooled a lot
today. Wait.. This wasn't my pillow. My eyes trailed up a toned body, a
v line, abs, and finally a mop of curls.

I shot up, stumbling back as I fell off the bed, not being able to hold
my balance as I knocked over a picture frame and my lamp in the process,
me almost face planting the door.

I breathed heavily, finding Harry watching my little show as I bit my lip.

"So you drool on me, and now I wake up to you turning your room into a
mess."

I sighed. "I told you, not to try anything." I talked through gritted
teeth.

Harry wiped the wetness off his chest and to my covers as he scrunched
up his nose. "I didn't. Somehow, you were searching for your pillow, and
you grabbed me. And whenever I would try to slip out, you wouldn't
budge." He smirked.

And soo, I was Sleeping With The Enemy last night. God..

"Sorry. Look, I thought you were a pillow." I reasoned desperate for him
to not think the opposite.

He shrugged. "Alright. Now do you mind driving me home, since the rain's
stopped?" He was referring that it was pretty sunny outside now.

I nodded slightly. "Sure."

 

The ride was quiet, me slightly tapping the wheel as we got to a stoplight.

Harry's hand reached to turn on the radio, as he looked for a good radio
station.

He seemed to have trouble finding one, not liking any songs that came up.

Once another stoplight, I paused, taking out my iPhone from my pocket.
"Here. You could pick from here."

He gratefully takes it, plugging in the wire for the speakers as he
unlocked my phone.

That was all I saw as he shifted away, smirking at me slightly.

A familiar song came on, one that I used to listen to all the time.

"What's this song, again?" I asked, not even remembering it on my phone.

"What The Hell." He goes.

I nod once, listening to it, not helping to hum along as I danced slightly.

Harry laughed, as I looked up at him, a twinkle in his green eyes.

"I'd rather see you dance then listen to this crap."

"Is.. Were you complimenting me?" I asked disbelievingly.

He grew nervous, pondering. "N-no." He stuttered.

I couldn't believe myself, but I smiled slightly. "Mhmm." I hummed.

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"Here you go." I hit the brakes, stopping the car right in front of his
flat.

"Do you wanna come in?" He asks abruptly, looking me in the eyes.

"Uhh, no. I think.. Uh no, I still have to go to this thing with----"

"You don't need to lie, you can come in." He nods.

I'm afraid he'll do something.. But once Harry wants something, he gets it.

I sighed. "Just for a couple of minutes."

Harry watched me as I took the keys out of the ignition, slipping them
into my pocket.

I got out of my seat, Harry doing the same as I locked it before shyly
following behind Harry.

Why was he doing this? And why was I following?

Well there is always a weak spot to both enemies.. That's what I think.
Or it's probably just some other trick. And I'm being extra careful not
to fall for it.

I stopped on his porch as he fumbled with his own keys clumsily, before
turning the door open.

In front of me was a pretty tidied up place, surprisingly. My eyes
scanned the place, while Harry had walked in.

He turned around, still with a smirk on his face. "I'm not some pervert
who keeps girls captive here. It's a house." He says.

My eyes scanned him, as I blinked, snapping out of whatever trance I was
in.

"Ermm, yeah. Okay." I shook my head, following the curly haired boy in.


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I want it to update earlier but 1D is in my hometown! AHHHHHHH!! AND TOMORROW IM GOING TO TMH CONCERT EVEN THOUGH I DONT HAVE ANY TICKETS! i will try to sneak in ;) so yeah I was preparing 4 tomorrow :D HOPEFULLY I WILL MEET THE BOYS, WISH ME LUCK! oh and chapter 7 coming up!

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