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?


16. Chapter 15

Chapter 15:

-Jane's P.O.V-

I was walked home, Harry following me until I was stood on my porch. I
frowned, seeing that I was still dripping wet, my goosebumps becoming
more visible.

"Here, take my jacket." He offered, immediately slipping it off and
setting them on my shoulders.

"I didn't say I wanted it." I retorted.

"Well it wasn't a question in the first place." He rose an eyebrow,
taking one step forward.

Okay come on Jane, you have got to get yourself to at least pretend to
like him. I have no idea how many times I have tried reminding myself that.

I took one step back, teasing him as he frowned, cornering me, his tall
figure towering over me.

Without question, Harry takes this advantage to kiss me.

His soft lips came in contact with mine, shoving me against my wall
making me ring the doorbell with my back.

His laugh echoed my mouth as my eyes fluttered closed, my lips moving in
contact with his.

Harry's tongue immediately pries my lips open slightly so it could enter
as I take a deep breath in, my arms wrapping around his neck. My tongue
also found his, having this little fight as I took in his unbelievably
amazing scent.


Once we pulled away, I was panting at the sort of affection he was
showing, as he chuckled.

Ugh. Is it bad to say that I enjoyed it just a little bit? Yeah, just /a
little bit/.

"I'll pick you up at 7." His lips were touching my neck slightly.

He pressed a light kiss just where my jaw and neck connected as he
withdrew with a satisfied smile.

"Oh and wear something pretty." Harry says once he was already a
distance away.

My eyes were still staring at him in shock as I watched his silhouette

I brought my hand up to my mouth, my fingers tips brushing my lips. I
never knew his kiss would have taken me aback this much.







-Jane's POV-


I take a look in my full length mirror, observing the outfit I picked.
It was the complete opposite to pretty, because I couldn't really pick
the right outfit where Harry wouldn't really be staring me up and down
and touching me in places where I didn't even want to be touched.

Groaning, I walked back to my closet, as I glared at the time while I did.

It would be ten minutes before he got here, and I wasn't even ready, nor
did I have my hair styled, and nor did I have my make up on.

I accidentally overslept..

I mean as soon as I got inside my house, I plopped onto the couch not
bothering to take off the jacket Harry gave me. I mean it was warm and
cozy. I somehow had this protectiveness over the jacket, knowing that I
would be dead somehow if I got a stain on it.

 Now it was just hung on a coat hanger in my room.

Groaning, I threw a mini tantrum, over not knowing what I had to wear.

 I hear a creak from the wooden floor just outside my room as my head
shot over to the direction of the noise.

Thinking it was just something that fell of the shelf, I sighed, turning
back around, about to go back to what I was doing at my wardrobe.

"WEH HEY!" I hear a voice behind me shout, arms wrapping around my waist.

"SHIT!" I shrieked, as I twirled around, using my cat like reflexes as I
grabbed this person's wrists.

Ocean blue eyes met mine, as I smiled confusedly.


"Hi Jane," He smiled, taking me in an unexpected Horan hug.

I chuckled slightly, hugging back.

"Umm can I ask how'd you get into my house?" I asked, pulling away from
the hug and looking him in the eyes.

He smirked. "I was going to ring the doorbell like a normal person, but
I noticed your door was unlocked, soo.." Niall shrugged with this
somehow cute smile on his face.

I nodded once. "That was a wrong choice, I should've locked it because
Irish leprechauns can come and just sneak up on me anytime." I teased
with a chuckle as I poked him in the stomach.

"Ow? You're nails hurt."

"Manicure?" I cocked an eyebrow, as I set a hand on my hip.

Niall smiled, him eyeing me. "Well this is the first time I haven't seen
you dressed so nice! And the make up?" He motioned, almost as if it was
that he hadn't seen a girl without make up before.

I rolled my eyes. "Well Harry's gonna take me out on a date. Who knows
what the hell he'll try and pull off."

"With Harry?" He asked disbelievingly.

I nodded. "Yeah, with Harry."

"I think you look pretty like this." Niall mumbled, blushing slightly
once he said it.

I literally just /aww'd/ in my head. It was cute how he just basically
moved around like nothing.

"Thanks." I smiled, nodding once as I looked down at my hands.

"No really though. I think you should go like this for your date with

"Well I'm not sure he'll like it, cuz' he wanted me to wear something
pretty." I shrugged.

"You /are/ wearing something pretty! Come ere' I'm picking out your

"Nooo! No offense Niall, but you aren't a girl." I cocked an eyebrow as
he pulled me closer over to my dresser.

"Here..And here." He searches through my clothes first before handing me
a red tee shirt that had a giant smiley face on in with a pair of jeans.

I give him a glare as he nods over to me. "You'll be better off with these."

"Foundation?" I sighed, patting my cheek as I looked into the mirror.


"Come on, lipstick." I pleaded.

"Nope, Jane, now go change!" Niall exclaimed.

Groaning, I snatched the outfit that Niall picked out as I walked over
to the bathroom.

"I'm killing you if I don't look good." I mumbled, shutting the door.

"You look good in anything, love!" I hear him say, my eyes widening.

'/Wow.' /I whispered, a smile tugging at my lips.

Somehow, it's better when Niall says it. It's probably just because when
Harry says it, it sounds pervertive and straight up gross. But when
Niall says it, it actually sounds like he's complimenting you.



Once I quickly slipped into the clothes, I snuck some foundation on and
a little blush as I quietly closed my make up kit.

"What's taking you so long in there?" I hear a different voice this
time. Sounded a bit angry.

"Ermm, yeah coming!" I shouted, leaving my hair in a messy bun.

I turned back around, swinging the door open to find Niall AND Harry
sitting on my mini couch.

"You're late." Harry scoffed.

"Sorry mate, it was my fault." Niall goes as I glared at Harry.

"So what's Niall doing here, huh?" Harry rolled his eyes, looking over
to me.

"Ermm he just came over. Is that a problem?" I cocked an eyebrow.

He didn't answer, just ruffling his curls, as Niall sat there, avoiding
eye contact with Harry, knowing he was mad.

"Come on Jane." He says, walking up to me.

Harry glares at Niall before, purposely crashing his lips onto mine.

I gasped, immediately pulling away when I noticed Harry was only doing
this to make Niall jealous.

Niall looked down fiddling with his hands as he looked up, clearing his

"I'll see you later, Jane." He says.

"Wait, Niall, let----"

"'I'll see you around, okay?" He interrupted me rushfully.

One more tensed glare was shared between Harry and Niall before I
watched as the blond boy made his way out.

I sighed, observing Harry's face.

His jaw was tensed, his eyes looking into mine as his hands were balled
into fists.

"It's.. It's okay." I say, shaking my head, as my hands pried his own
ones open. "Listen, he just came by to say hi."

"You're lucky I even got here because who the hell knows what Niall
could've done to you!" He shouted.

"What Niall could've done to me?! Obviously, he's a much better guy than
you!" I blurted out, as I furrowed my eyebrows.


A silence was brought, as my glance was literally sending him daggers.

"Let's go." He simply says, as if nothing happened.

"No! I'm.. I am not going anywhere with you!" I threw my hands in the air.

"That's not what you were saying when you were orgasming the other night!"

My mouth hung open at what he just said, not being able to take it anymore.

My hand couldn't be stopped, nor could these angry feelings bubbling
inside of me.

I slapped him hard, his cheek turning to the side as I did.

"Did you feel that huh?" I cried. "I hate you! I never felt different
about you in the first place!"

"You're lying."

"Oh I'm not. I used you Harry, I did."

The look on his face was priceless, making me feel quite unusual.

"I.. I told you how I felt." He looked into my direction with angry eyes.

But they soon turned into soft ones.

"Was it because of me?"

"Yes it was because of you, you fucking dick!" I shouted.

"But.. I thought you forgave me." He whispered, tears collecting in his

I was speechless at first, but got all that I could to reply.

"Forgave you? Harry how could I? I fell hard for you back then, and you
treated me like shit." I spat, backing away from the boy.

"Jane, I'm sorry already!" He pleaded, his eyes turning sadder by the

"I don't give a shit about what you're sorry about Harry." I talked
through gritted teeth.

A tear left his eye as he glared at me with a look I've never seen before.

"You don't need to forgive me."

"Shit, like I will." I huffed.

He was crying, making me feel.. Quite /low/ actually. I was supposed to
be happy. Well I /am/ happy, right? I am. I should be.

"You got what you wanted right? Are you fucking happy?" It was as if he
was reading my mind as he shook his head, storming out of the room.


I stood there, frozen and petrified.

I got what I wanted. Why wasn't I being happy? I needed to be happy..
But apparently I wasn't.

The past few days of being with Harry, it was as if it was a blast from
the past. And it was like a walk down memory lane.

I watched out the window as Harry walked out, crying harder, a pained
look on his face.

My eyes widened, gulping as I watched Harry's car leave my driveway.

I bit my lip, sighing as I fell onto my bed, burying my face in my pillow.

I screamed into it, my hands gripping the sheets.

"Fuck." I sighed, not really expecting a kind of reaction like this.





"Jane! Why's your door locked? You never lock your door!" I hear El's
voice from the other side of my bedroom door.

"El, I'm not in the mood right now. I'm sorry, you can probably come
back next time." I groaned, squinting my eyes.

I sucked in a deep breath, seeing that it was morning. Did I sleep for
that long?"

The memories of what happened last night, immediately hit me, making me
sigh again.

"What's up with you locking yourself in your room?" She asks.

"Nothing, El. You know, I really need to be alone right now and----"

"Nope, you know me! I'm not leaving until you open this door! Nor will I
stop bugging you either!" El threatens.

Groaning loudly, I lazily made my way to the door, swinging it open.

"Woah. What happened to you?" She rose an eyebrow, motioning to my whole
different outfit.

"Lots happened yesterday okay? God." I mumbled, wiping a hand across my
face as I felt the tears coming.

I don't want to cry.. Why the hell am I crying? /Why am I feeling this way?/





"Oh my god, just look at the boy!" Anna squeals, clapping her hands as
she pointed over to the curly haired boy.

"He's a babe isn't he?" I nudged with a chuckle as we sat at the school

"Definitely. I'd date him." Anna grinned at me.

I frowned. That's what I was thinking..

"Well I'd bang him." I joked, which earned a laugh from Anna.

"Do you think a guy like that will ever notice us?" She rose an eyebrow.

"Dunno. How about we try." I say.

"What?! Jane, that is social suicide."

"Do we even have a social life?" I retorted. "No. Don't think so."

"HARRY!" I called bravely, immediately looking away without suspicion
as Anna followed my moves.

He looked this way, but glared at us for like a few seconds before
looking the other way and walking away casually.

"Oh my god, Harry Styles looked at us!" Anna squealed.

"Oh my god, his eyes! He was staring at me mostly." I joked.

"Oh please." She played along as we laughed.

I smirked, glaring to where he was walking, accidentally locking stare
with him.
"Oh my god, oh my god, he's looking at you!" She gasped, shaking my arm.

My eyes widened as he gave me a small wave.

I shockingly waved, not being able to process that he really just waved
at me.

"Wow." Anna laughed, nodding./

"Not bad, huh?" I shrugged, a wide smile spreading on my face./


He waved at me..




Who do you ship? Jiall (Jane & Niall) or Haney? Or both? I ship both :)
I love the end, is sooo cute ^.^


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