Sleeping With The Enemy (Harry Styles, FINISHED)

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?


14. Chapter 13

Chapter 13:

-Jane's POV-

I tensed, once I felt Harry's arm wrap around my shoulders as we got out
of the car.

El has been giving me and Harry weird stares, thinking something else
(like always), as I rolled my eyes.

"Are you guys.." Her voice trailed, furrowing her eyebrows.

"No!" Me and Harry both say at the same time, as I glared at him.

She just laughed. "Oh I get it.. Not wanting to tell your best friend,
huh?" El smirked, nudging me slightly, which made me jerk towards Harry.

I sighed, pouting.

I was in my most model-ish outfit, which was a flowy and see through
white silky top, with a huge black diamond in the front. The shirt was
backless, making it show most of my back, except it ended just right at
the middle of it.

I had white ripped jeans along with the shirt, and timberlands.

My make up was done right, nothing way over the top or anything.

I feel a hand brush at my bum as I gasped, slapping it away.

"Harry." I stated sternly.

He laughed, sweeping his curls to the side as a smirk replaced the look
on his face.

"Not here." I muttered, coming up with something.

El chuckled. "Yup, something is going on. I'm so right." She laughed at

I HAVE to tell her. Because she is torchuring me.

Knowingly, I knew Harry's eyes would be all over these other models. And
I was right. As soon as we came intothe studio, Harry's eyes widened,
cocking an eyebrow as he glared at literally each girl that past him.

"I'll be right back, okay?" I look up at him.

"Okay. Don't be gone for long." He smirked, pulling me towards him.

Harry leans in, making me think he was going to kiss me. Instead, he
chuckles, giving me a light peck on the cheek.

I smiled fakely, twirling around as I went to go find Eleanor.

"El!" I hissed.

"Huh? Oh yeah Jane?" She turned around from her spot as she smiled.

"I need to talk to you." I motioned.

-Harry's POV-

"Hi." I winked at a blondie.

"Hi there." She glared up blankly, playing with stuff on her vanity table.

"I'm Harry. Say what's your name, love?"

"I'm Candy." Once again no kind of reaction.

"Candy. You're sweet like candy." I say, wiggling my eyebrows.

Failing badly, she rolls her eyes. "Didn't you come in here with El's

"Yeah, her name's Jane." I say casually.

"Then why are you talking to me?"

"Is it bad, that----"

The girl literally knees me in the crotch, the way Jane did to that guy
as I grunted, falling over, holding the throbbing spot. Oww.. This one
was a wild one.

"God I hate guys like you." She muttered, before I hear her heels
clicking with the floor once she left.


"You doing alright?" A few minutes later, I find Jane smirking slightly
above me.

"Yeah, I'm doing swell. Ha ha. Get it?"

"No, no I don't." She says straightly.


Okay, so she caught me red handed.. But, I just had to have a little
fun, yuh know?

"What the hell do you think you're doing." She muttered, pulling me up
to my feet, looking at me with those big brown eyes.

"W-what?" I asked, a little confused.

I find her lips connect with mine as I gratefully accepted the kiss.

I grunt slightly as I felt her against me, my hands setting on her waist.

-Jane's POV-

I was losing his attachment. I couldn't because I needed that for the
ultimate drop. I wanted to hurt him. Not JUST hurt him. But I wanted to
break him.

My kiss was getting a bit to sloppy, but I still continued it, my tongue
roaming the inside of his mouth as ours fighted for dominance.

"Now that was unexpected." Harry panted, as we pulled away from the
kiss, gasping for breath.

I smirked.

I let Harry's arm slither around my waist from behind me as we walked in
at position, with his chin on my shoulder.


"Mhm." I hummed.

"Thank you for tonight." He simply stated.

I turned to my right, my face purposely becoming inches away from his.

His lips curled up into a cheeky smile, as he pecked me on the nose

"No problem. I had fun," I lied.

It was the complete opposite.

I looked around for El. I needed her help to stall him, while I worked
my photoshoot on.

I had explained to her all she needed to know, not really adding the
part that we hooked up last night.

She said it was a good thing that I was deciding to get my revenge, but
she had no idea what I was up to. But El always had my side, so she said
she would help me out with anything if she could.

"I'm going to be right back alright? Just going to take a couple of
shots." I pointed over to the whole white backdrop, bright lights and a
whole setting over across from us.

"Well of coarse I can come with you." He assumed with a slight smirk.


Mentally groaning, he dragged me over there.

I didn't want that boy giving me pervertive looks while I was taking
shots! What the hell is wrong with life?!

"Jane! Ah ha! Thank goodness I found you. Come, come!" The director smiles.

I totally forgot his name though.. Ugh.

"Call me Richard." He chuckled, reading the look on my face.

He looked to be just around my age, seeing he was good looking also. He
looked a little Bieber-ish with the Bieber quiff and all.

"Hi, Richard." I chuckled, with a small nod, as he stood in front of me.

I've been getting looks from Harry, seeing he was also eyeing the guy in
front of me.

"This your boyfriend?" Richard guessed. He was referring to Harry.

"W-what? No!" I say defensively.

Harry's eyes seemed to light up as he grinned, leaning on the wall.

"Yeah, we're dating." Harry simply stated.


Woah.. He already thinks we're dating? We haven't even gone on a date!
Or.. I mean like I even wanted to! Gosh, player he is...

"No we aren't." I shook my head sheepishly at Richard. Harry is so god
damn embarrasing. He better just stop or I'm shaving those curls.

Wait.. How did his curls get in this?

"Are." He wanted to start a play fight.

Oh, and he thought he would win.

"Aren't." I retorted, cocking an eyebrow.






"ARE NOT!" I shout.

"ARE NOT!" HE shouts right after.

"ARE!" I accidentally blurt out, as I face palmed. "Shit, no."

Harry laughed as I groaned, rolling my eyes.

Bitch trying to use reverse physchology on me.. Well it worked.

Richard was now weirded out, thinking I was probably and secretly
mental. But I'm not. I swear.

"Ermm okay, stand here please." He was now talking normally.

I sighed. I wanted to mingle and such with him! But Harry, had to come
in and stop that. GAHD.

Harry smirked, knowing he had succeeded on what he wanted to do.


I give him a fakely obvious smile, sticking my tongue out at him
immaturely. He was bringing my immature back.. Uhh..


Posing and laying down lots, with some gross glares from Harry had
passed, finally letting me be done with all this.


I got showed my shots, seeing that they were actually pretty good.

"Now you did great." Richard nods.

I feel Harry tense behind me, making me chuckle lowly.

He seemed to hear me, pulling me to him abruptly as I gasped.


"Will you stop being a bitch." He talked into my ear, biting at my lobe

My eyes widened as I feel his tongue slide on the side of my neck.

Harry's hand ran up my thigh,up my mid thigh.. And.

"Oh my god." I blurt out shakily as I breathed out.

He laughed, his right eye dropping in a wink.

"Don't touch me like that here." I mumbled.

"Okay, maybe later." He grinned at his own remark as I grit my teeth.


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