*an enemies to lovers imagine
You were drunk at a party with all your best friends, but unlucky for you, your enemy, h/n, was also there. You friends then gathered for a round of truth or dare. Due to the alcohol in your system, you agreed without a second thought. H/n was your enemy of 3 tears, he had always treated you like shit and bullied you. On top of that, he spread rumors about you all over the school, the most recent one you being a slüt. You hated it, and you hated him. Simple.
"Y/n, h/n, let's play," your friend told you. Joining the circle, you started playing. "Y/n, truth or dare?" she asked you. "Truth."
"Is it true that you have a crush on *insert crush name thanks.*? He was merely a classmate to you, so you shook your head. "H/n, truth or dare?" one of his friends asked. Being the reckless and bold one, he went with dare." I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl on the lips, " he said. You looked around to glance at the other girls. Your best friend was the prettiest, of course. You just wore a simple white button down shirt dress and secured it with a belt and matched it with brown boots. The othe girls were all fancily dressed with their bodycon dresses and knee high boots. Plus, you left your hair in a half braid and didn't bother to curl it. You used minimal makeup and that was pretty much it.
Much to your surprise and annoyance, he walked over to you. You we're startled and back away. "What.. What are you doing? Get away from me!" you told him harshly. "I'm just doing my dare," he said casually. The prettiest girl on the lips? It was you? "Don't move," he whispered in your ear and you felt goosebumps erupt all over your body. His breath smelt like scotch, and as he pressed his lips onto yours, your body erupted in flames.
His lips slowly moulded yours, and his hands found your hair quickly, as if he had a lit of experience. You however, have had none, but you kissed him back. His kisses trailed down your jawline and onto your neck, making you grip his hair harder. He groaned softly and you let go of one of your hands and fist it in his shirt. You hear gasps and wolf whistles but you didn't care less. His lips returned to your lips and he nipped at your bottom lip, his tongue trailing over his bites, soothing the slight sting. You were both on your knees at that point, and he was pressing your head roughly to his. The kiss turned passionate, and you had to pull away just in case it went to far. "Woah, I asked you to kiss her, not publicly violate her, what the heck? But that was something." one of his friend said. Your cheeks turned red and you hid your face in your hands. He laughed slightly and kissed your forehead. Since when was he so loving? "I like you," he whispered into your ear when the others were not paying attention. You blushed again but hid your face in his chest. He chuckled softly and smiled. "I think we can get along," he teased.

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