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?


40. Chapter 39 *LAST CHAPTER :'(*

Chapter 39:



-Jane's POV-



Our kissing session continues, his tongue roaming around the inside of
my mouth.

Until that's when I hear something break outside in the living room.

I furrowed my eyebrows, as we seemed to both pull away at the same time.

"Did you hear that?" I asked Harry.

He nods as I get back up on my feet, making him groan.

I just chuckled, walking out of the room, and basically ditching him. He
seems to follow just close behind me as I enter my living room.

Louis and Niall are jumping on my couch, throwing the pillows at each other.

And Liam was staring shockingly at the broken lamp on the ground, Zayn
having the same look on his face.

"OH MY GOD GUYS, SERIOUSLY" I scolded, grabbing a couch pillow and
hitting Louis in the back hardly with it as he falls off the other side.

"Ow?!" Louis whaled from the ground, looking at me as if I did something
completely bad.

"Why didn't you guys just watch tv or something?!" I ran my fingers
through my hair.

"Where did you go? It's like you vanished." Louis laughs nonchalantly.

"Uhh we kind of broke one of your lamps." Zayn points out.

I face palmed. "/How?/"

"Well me and Zayn were playing catch with it, and then Zayn missed the
catch and then it kinda fell." Liam says sheepishly.

"Sorry about that." Niall smiled sheepishly.

"I'll clean it up, you guys just go do something." I gestured as they
all seemed to scatter.

"NOT MY ROOM! ESPECIALLY YOU LOUIS!" I called, as I hear him laugh.

Harry just crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head, his biceps
REALLY standing out. "Sorry about them, love."

"Don't act like you didn't do anything bad either." I put my hands on my
hips, looking up at the tall boy.

"What did I do?" He asks cluelessly.

I rose an eyebrow. "You just come here and make out with me with all
these confessions. How do you think I would react?" I tilted my head to
the side.

"Umm.. You'll kiss me back?" Harry itched the back of his neck
sheepishly, smiling crookedly.


"What /will/ you do?" He whispered, taking a step closer with some sort
of confidence.

He was always confident. Especialy with girls..Like me.

When I didn't answer, instead he nudges my head to the side slightly so
he could gain some entrance to kiss my neck.

I let him, my eyes fluttering closed as I set my hands around his neck.
My head fell back in pleasure.

He lightly sucked on a spot he knew that got me completely
sensitive..And a bit...


"Harry.." I whispered.

"Don't ever leave me like that again. Don't scare the fuck out of me
like that again." He talks through my skin, his teeth grazing it slightly.

An unconscious moan left my mouth, my lips parting slightly.

"Don't ever try to put me through that again, Jane." His husky voice
spoke, his warm breath tickling at my skin as well.

"I won't, Haz. I won't." I murmered, his breathing uneven.

But until that's when I feel a tear fall onto my shoulder.

I gasped, opening my eyes, just to meet his.

"You know that I won't hurt you again right? You know that I'll treat
you right this time." He smiled weakly, tears brimming his eyes.

I nodded, sending him a reassuring smile. "I believe you. And just so
you know, I'll do the same."

"War's off?" He mumbled through my hair as I wrapped my arms around him
in a tight hug.

I smile, nodding, trying to blink my tears away too. "You're ruining my
make up, gosh." I chuckled lightly, wiping at my eyes, as he smiled back.


After a comfortable silence with him just keeping me in his arms.

"The boys wanted me to come back for you as well. When we were talking
the other day," I spoke up.



-Harry's POV-


"The boys wanted me to come back for you as well. When we were talking
the other day," Jane abruptly says as I looked down at her.

"What do you mean, love?"

"They said..That you wouldn't get to go on without me there. Um, was
that true, really?" She mumbles, her eyebrows furrowing in some sort of

It was. How did the lads really know? Was it really that obvious that I
couldn't live without that girl? I can't believe that I only realized
that now. I was so stupid back then to throw things around like they
didn't even matter. Turns out, Jane always mattered. And I was way to
blind to not see that I actually hurt her badly..And that we actually
hurt each other lots, not even having a care about it.

"Of coarse it's true." I simply say, kissing her on the top of her head.

Even though I couldn't get a good look at her face, I still knew she was

"I..I think it's true for me too. I think.. I think I really do need
you, Harry."

I grab her hand in mine, squeezing it slightly, like we would always do.
But this time I was no longer shy.. I didn't have to anymore. It looked
as if I was only attracted to her through lust..But really, there was
something more. Some sort of protectiveness I grew for her. Maybe
something even more than protectiveness.

"I do too, Jane." I say seriously.


This time, she makes the first move, getting on her tippy toes as she
pecked my lips. I thought it would be more, but this time.. It was just
a simple and ordinary kiss.

I smiled.

"You know what, just kissing you once isn't working for me." She shook
her head right after. "I want to try to.."

"Have sex?" I finished her sentence, basically summing up her thoughts.

Jane pulls a small smile. "Mhm." She hums quietly.

"You want to try it again?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Not making any mistakes this time." Jane breathes out, nodding once. "I
mean to come clean..Without anymore lies."

"I'll make it right, babe. I will." I wrap my arms around her waist as
she snuggles closer into my chest.

"Come on, I think I should prbably get ready first before we----"

I interrupt her nervousness, by closing the small gap between us, my
lips pressing onto hers.



-Jane's POV-


I pull away, almost breathless.

He somehow always found a way to get me breathless.

I intertwined fingers with his, about to pull him back into the hallway,
but he stops me.

I look at him expectedly.

"What about that lamp?" He smirked jokingly.

I pouted. "That can be taken care of later. Now just freakin' kiss me."

Harry does as said, as I stumble back at the impact of his kiss.

Quickly, we went through the same process, me hopping up, my legs
wrapping around his torso.

Harry cups my thighs with his large hands, making me shove closer, our
bodies pressed onto each others' as if we were magnets running up
against each other.

Harry kicks the door closed as it slams, making me flinch slightly.

"Desperate much?" I murmered seductively, as he grunted, his hands
quickly finding their way to my tank top, attempting to tug it off of me.

"You look sexy in black, babe." He manages to say before tossing the
tank top to the ground.

"Mmm." I hummed, as my hair spread around like one of those peacock's
feathers onto the bed.

He smirked, l falling back down. As he pulls me on top of him, this time
I took charge, immediately starting to suck at his sweet spot just below
his jawline.

"Slow down.." He said throatily, but obviously he just wanted me to go

"Okay." I whispered, purposely blowing warm air onto his neck before
starting to suck roughly.

"Shit." His voice shook slightly, making me know that I was doing just
the right thing.

My eyes fluttered closed, as I lifted my head up just to blindly tug at
the hem of his shirt.

I help him out of it, his curls soon turning into a mess, which I found
incredibly sexy.

I twirl around, Harry undoing my bra.

His hand runs down my back,  making shivers run up and down my spine.

"Harry wait." I stopped him in the middle of this phase where we were
just undressing each other, and managing to not break the kiss as we did.

"Mhm?" He hums, looking at me calmly.

"Are we really going to do this? O-or should we like wait? I feel that
we should.." My voice trailed on nervously.

"Wait for what, love?" He smiled.

"Wait for the right time.. I mean when we get kids, I don't want to tell
them that our whole story was about meeting each other lustfully and
making out 24/7." I gushed, kind of in a ramble.

"You want to have kids with me?" Harry catches what I just say, as I
blushed deeply, looking down. Oh my god, I am so stupid why the hell did
I just say that?!

"I didn't mean to say it, it just---"

"I understand. Kids, huh." He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows cheekily,
propping himself on his elbows. His green eyes staring right into my
soul. /Literally/.

"No, I didn't mean to---"

"We're naming our first daughter Darcy." He confirms with a confident nod.

"Harry, I was---"

"Then if we ever get a son, we'll have to teach him how to dress, and
raise him really well, then---"

"HARRY LET ME FINISH." I whaled, throwing my hands over my face. I was
over blushing right now. I don't know, but I was somehow kind of
embarassed. Probably what just came out of my mouth sounded so stupid.

He laughed, throwing his head back in amusement. "Jane, I was kidding."

"I was too. I didn't mean to say it." I shook my head almost way to eagerly.

"So you don't want to have kids with me?" He gasped.

"No, it's not like that, I mean.." I was lost for words, getting
completely tongue tied.

After a brief silence, he smiles completely satisfied. "I didn't
interrupt you that time." Harry awared, his curls still telling me they
were a huge mess. "But, really would you?"

I rolled my eyes. "I still can't believe we're talking about this. It
hasn't even been an hour yet, and we're already talking about children."

"How many can you deliver, love?" He winked, making my heart race.

"OH MY GOD" I exclaimed, ending up in fits of giggles, as he held me in
his arms.

"You know what, let's not do it today." Harry says after a few moments
of me and him just cuddling.

I look up at him, taken aback. Harry Edward Styles. Refusing to Sex?
That's probably the first time.. Ever.

"It's just that we're having so much fun right now. Just talking." He
smiled, sincerly. It told me that there was always that kind hearted
Harry inside of him. Just telling me that there was, made me completely
happy. Because I've always loved that loving, caring, and completely
down to earth side of him even though it barely showed. That's what gave
me those feelings.. Those feelings that told me that---

"I'd rather just sit here talking to you, babe." Harry whispers into my
ear, pecking my cheek.

"No more pervertive moves." I mumbled.


"No more neck kissing?"


"No more slapping my ass?" I smirked at that as he chuckled.

"Ehh, I'll think about it." He joked, as I hit him in the arm, enough to
make him go ow.

"No need to hit me." Harry pouted, rubbing at his arm playfully. I
smiled, ruffling my hair as I set my head on his chest.

"Tell me more about yourself. Like your childhood, your past loves, your
family.." My voice trailed in thought as I listened to the thump of his
heartbeat. It just soothed me. Made me feel safe and secure.

"It isn't anything you would be interested about." He said a bit sadly,
which made me look up at him with curiousity.

"I care about you all the time, Harry. Even at times I would try to deny
my own thoughts, but I can't seem to get away about what I actually feel."

Harry smiled heartedly. "Jane.. W-would you believe me if I said.. That
I-I love you?" He stuttered out nervously, as if he was afraid something
would go wrong.

My heart fluttered once again, electric sparks running through me all by

Harry was afraid I would say something else, I was too, but anyway I
didn't. I meant all of this, anyway.

"Mhm, I'd believe you." I drew circles with my fingers onto his bare
chest. My fingers brushed over the two identical birds over his chest,
as well as his massive butterfly tattoo.

After a moment, he answers this time with much more confidence.

"Then.." His voice trailed, his chest rising up and down in that
soothing and normal pace. "Then I love you, Jane." He said seriously, as
if it was something he wanted to get off his chest for a very long time.

I smiled widely. Being my very dramatic self, I get slightly teary eyed.
No one has ever told me they loved me before and meant it. Past
boyfriends would tell me, but it was if they only said it so they could
cling onto me, and get attached easily. But Harry.. I'm afraid he
actually meant it.

"H-Harry..I think.." I bit my lip, closing my eyes as I prepared for the
words to leave my lips.

/"I love you too/./"/ I breathed out, blinking the tears away.







I bit hardly down on my lip, seeing Harry flirting with a really pretty

She's nearly pressing herself onto him purposely as she purposely
brushes her hand against his crotch as well.


I turned away once he started to kiss her. He grabbed her ass as they
were swallowing each other, making me just gag.

I sighed. Who knew having this small little crush on a boy that'll
never notice you, make you feel this way?

Hope never came to mind for me..I knew that me ever getting myself to
talk to him would never happen. Sometimes in my head, I was just
slightly confident to go talk to him, but at times in a few classes we
had together, it would be a bit chaotic.

I sat behind him in Geometry. And therefore, he STILL didn't notice me.
Except for this one time..





He was turning around, he really was.. His curls slightly messed at the
time. I nearly stiffened, my hands beginning to sweat.

And to my surprise, he turns in his seat, his green eyes staring into

All I could think of was.. 'Oh my god, oh my god..He's looking at me
eye to eye.'

Thinking he was actually going to say something that'll change my life
forever? Nope, that doesn't happen. Not even.

"Do you have a pencil I could borrow?" He asks simply, my nervousness
wiping out.

I sighed, but made it unnoticeable. "Err, yeah. Here." I mumbled,
handing him my own pencil.

"Thanks." Harry nods, taking it from me, as he turned back around.

I slouched, miserably.


I didn't mean to be nosy, but I craned my neck, seeing what he was


'Call me sometime' He scribbled, writing his number down right after.

My eyes widened. Was he going to hand that over to me? W-what?

And then again, once I hoped, it didn't happen.

He hands it to the girl next to him.

When she sees, she nearly swoons, making me look down at my paper, a
bit dissappointed. I shouldn't be getting my hopes up..

"Here yuh go." He says, handing me my pencil slowly.

Well at least, I got something little from that.

His hand brushed mine for a second, which made me as happy as that girl
who just got his number.





I sighed, slouching. That was actually the only contact we had..

But I guess I could live with that..

I really liked him though..

It hurts a bit to just see that he doesn't even know my name..





**Our legs were tangled, as I smiled weakly remembering that moment when
I would always get nervous even though he was just like a few feet away
talking to his friends.

Shockingly, he's right here, right now.. Telling me that he loves me.

Life can seriously have so many unexpected moments.. Surely, many of
those unexpected moments had happened to me.

Turns out, that he wasn't the enemy.. Maybe he was the enemy temporarily

But right now, all I wanted was him.. Maybe enemies didn't have to
permanently live in hatred after so many mistakes..

Maybe they could actually fall in love.



We seemed to start talking. Talking, like we trusted each other
completely. We went from topics of past relationships, hilarious
moments, and family things.. I even told him about how I was in the
sidelines back in high school, praying he would just notice me. (Which
he didn't)

"Oh my god, that really is interesting." He nods.

"Do you remember when I lended you a pencil?"

He thinks for a moment. "You sat behind me in Geometry class!" He points
a finger at me, proud that he remembered something that had happened so
long ago.

I nodded, surprised that he had remembered. If I was still fifteen year
old Jane listening to this right now? I think I would've just freaked
out, honestly.

"Wow, Styles. You have good memory."

"Yuh know if I noticed you back in high school..I would've made you
really happy. You liked me lots didn't you?" He smiled smugly, as I
messed his curls up even more.

"Oh shut it, boy. I was fifteen." I tried to make an excuse.

"Sure thing, love." He winked, pecking me on the cheek.







"Harrrrry" I held his name out in a whine.


"Yeahhh?" He says groggily, his legs tangling with mine under the sheets.

"Wake up! Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Umm.. 10?" He guessed.

"No." I say seriously. "It's 2 in the afternoon." I laughed.

"Oh shit." He cussed, but still, he stayed in the same position with his
eyes closed.

"Do you want me to wake you up the hard way?" I threatened.

"Eh, I don't know." Harry mumbles, smiling slightly.

Instead, I climbed on top of him, straddling his waist as I kissed him.

"Get uppp." I talked through his lips as he hummed, shaking his head,
but anyway kissed back.

"Say my name, baby."

"Harry.." I puffed warm breath onto his neck, as I nuzzled my face
closer to his neck as well.

He was satisfied, as he sat up with a grunt, simply pulling me into his

I gasped as I feel him lick my face. Harry laughed to himself, making me
wipe it onto the covers.

"You're nasty, you know that."

"I know." He chuckled, pecking me on the cheek. "Mwuah" He emphasized,
kissing me sloppily on the cheek once again.

I giggled, getting me to get extremely ticklish.

"HELPPPP!!! I WAS SLEEPING WITH THE ENEMY!!" I tried to call out to the
boys in their other rooms, as he got on top of me.

That was then our lips connected in a passionate kiss.

"Jane?" He smiled, his curls tickling at my face slightly.

"I want you to be my girlfriend." Harry once again says with confidence.

I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

"Harold, I'd love to be your fucking girlfriend." I nodded with a small
smirk as he grinned.

"Of coarse you'd say yes, I'm amazing." He rose an eyebrow.



Who couldn't love him? He's got everything a girl would need, really.





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