[COMPLETED] 18+⚠️: Contains mature and sexual content // enemies to lovers
"I hate you." I repeated as I continued to walk toward her, causing her to touch the closed refrigerator with her back as she backed away. "I hate you so much that sometimes...
"One day the people that don't even believe in you will tell everyone how they met you." - Johnny Depp
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My head was spinning and it wasn't just because of the glasses of alcohol I had already drunk.
Fuck what did I do to deserve this? Is my karma that bad? The sexual tension between me and Harry was hardly bearable and therefore no longer deniable.
I don't know if it was because he had rejected me and now I wanted him even more, just to prove something to myself, or because there had been this tension between us since our first meeting, but I was tired of it. I was tired of pulling myself together and keeping this relationship professional.
I can't.
Harry looks like a fucking sex god.
How the hell are you supposed to remain objectively professional?! It's impossible.
My ego was mightily bruised when he removed my hand from his crotch at the ceremony. What was that about? The Harry I know would have died a few weeks ago to have me do that to him. He wouldn't have cared where it happened, when or why.
Immediately after the ceremony I disappeared to collect myself again. I avoided Piper and Layla. Of course it had to come as it had to come and Harry was sitting with his parents at the same table as us. Why the hell does Perrie keep putting us at the same table?
Isn't it obvious how much we hate each other?
Of course I couldn't help it and all the time I had to think about what made him reject me.... But my thoughts were quickly interrupted when Harry started to question my father. He did it really skillfully, I have to give him that.
Miami Beach? Fuck that's too far away to get there today. If the flash drives are there, it's going to be a long trip. If they're there at all... Cause it doesn't make any sense. No. They're definitely somewhere else. They wouldn't keep them in a hotel.
And of course, what Harry can do, so can I. Actually I just wanted to listen quietly, but when Harry didn't get to the fucking point I just had to step in and ask myself.
How can it be that my father still underestimates me? He should know exactly how good I must be if I work in this position in the CIA. My blood started to boil when he treated me like a stupid little girl. I hated him and his arrogant attitude towards others.
It would be men's business to understand the principle of a security system? Oh, really? Piper can hack that system in under 15 minutes.
Then when our dads shut down and didn't reveal anything anymore I quickly thought about how to get them to drink more alcohol. After all, I can't just give it to them. That would be too obvious.
