Guilty Pleasures [Enemies to lovers]

I - Gotta be kidding me

I feel the warmth of the sun rays settling on my face, the same with a light breeze that blows over my face.
It has some coldness to it, however, the comforting sun makes up for it

I look over at my alarm, which reads '8.30 am.'
It is a Saturday so if I could, I could spend some more time in my bed.
Nonetheless, I do not think I will be able to go back to sleep, so there is that.

I stare at the ceiling for a few minutes, Completely zoning out and thinking about nothing in particular.
Since I have mirrors on the ceiling, I am looking straight at myself.
When I am finally ready to sit up, I get greeted by Cinnamon, my cat.
The female is purring and giving me her head.

"Hi baby, How are you, did you sleep well?" My voice goes straight into baby mode, but who cares, it is a cat.
As I am cuddling my Bengal, I notice noise from downstairs.

It is probably Chloe, talking to herself or something.
I can not blame her, I find myself doing that too sometimes.

Since I am starting to get hungry, I force myself to roll out of my way too uncomfortable bed.
My room is pretty big, to be honest, I have my bed right in the middle of one of the longer walls.
Right across from my bed are my three main windows.

The windows are completely from down the floor to the ceiling.
On the left side of my bed is my desk, which is always a mess if I am completely honest
And on the right side of my bed is my walk-in closet and my door.
The TV is right in front of the bed, and I have right above me mirrors on the ceiling.

As I listen more carefully, I hear not only Chloe but also a low male voice.
It is a low rough voice, yet smooth.
Somehow it sounds a bit familiar, yet I can not place the recognition.

Rapidly, I find myself putting on a pair of tight shorts and a baggy T-shirt.
I look in the mirror in my closet, checking myself out.
Gotta know what the people checking you out are going to see.

I tuck my shirt under my bra at the bag, to give it a little less of a baggy vibe.
My hair goes in a bun since that is the most easy way to do it.
Some curly hair strands hang out, nonetheless, this gives more of a vibe in my opinion.

Cinnamon walks right beside me, as I am making my way down the stairs.
"What is happening here?" I say, knowing it comes out a little too grumpy.

"Perfect, you're up." I hear Chloe say the moment I walk into our kitchen.
Before I can say something I see a tall dark brown-haired male in front of me.
Blake.

"What is Blake doing here?" You can clearly hear the annoyance in my voice.
I really do not like Blake, he is a selfish jerk, and somehow everybody likes him.
That male has literally never been nice to me once.

"Look, I know you two are not best friends. However, you desperately need a roommate. You know you can not pay the bills all on your own." Chloe says, and I can see the desperation in her eyes for my acceptance.
"Chloe, when I told you I need a housemate, I did not mean Blake fucking Anderson." I slightly raise my voice.

"Just Blake Anderson." The male states, while giving me the most fake smile I have ever seen.
"See?! He is already trying to hit my nerves. Get him out please." I answer, with a stern voice.

"Scarlett, it is just temporary, you know you need someone else. And I hate to break it to you Scar, but this is your only option right now." The woman calmly says.
"I will rather be broke than live with that son of a bitch, now please leave my house before I get angry."
I quickly feel myself getting more and more irritated, just by only looking at the man.

"Scar, I am sorry, but you do not have a choice right now. You have had three months to find a housemate, and the furthest you have come was buying a cat." Now Chloe is getting a little annoyed too.
"Look I know, I am behind on my rent, but not him." I cry

"Listen, Scarlett, you are going to get kicked out of you're house whether you like it or not. This is the only option you have." The woman sounds just like my mom, it is annoying, but I know she is right
That is probably the most frustrating part; I really do not want to do this, but I know she is right.

"No, I am not going to live with that prick." I really am not looking for some annoying douche to live with me.
"First off, I am not a prick. Secondly, it is not that I want to live with you. Nevertheless, I do not have another option either." The male states with his low smooth voice.
It is so annoying.

"Chloe, I really can not deal with this right now." I cry again, pleading with her not to let this happen.
"No Scarlett, you have done this yourself. You are running out of time, and this is your only and last option." The girl answers.
"I can live with you?" I know she will not let me, but at this point, it is worth trying.
"No. Scar, I will make this very simple for you. You either accept it, or I am walking right out. You know I am saving your ass, and you should be a lot more thankful." The woman states sternly.

After a lot more arguing, we came to the conclusion that I really did not have a choice.
I am falling behind on my rent and I know that if I will not be able to pay soon, I am going to get kicked out.
I just really do not like this man.
He has been mean to me since the beginning of time, and I did not even do anything wrong.

I know he is a douche to a lot of people, but unlike them, I do not tolerate that kind of stupid behavior.
Yet again, I do not exactly have an option here.

"Alright fine, but let me set some ground rules first." I am going to make clear my rules immediately.
"One, no talking to me unless it is absolutely necessary. Two, you do not come into my room. And thirdly, this is still my house," I say, pointing at Blake.
The male does not look impressed.

"Listen up sweetheart, it is not your house anymore. I will be as much right as you have since I am paying half the rent. And if you dare to come into my room either, I swear to god I am going to kill you." The male raises his voice a little at the end, but I am not scared of him.
"Perfect," I say angrily and we both storm off to the other side.

A/n
Okay so...?!
What do we think?
Are Blake and Scarlett ever going to tolerate each other?

By the way, Thank you for reading this first chapter I really am trying to write as much as possible, I do have a lot to do for school so I probably will not be able to write as much as I want to, but we will see. Please, do not forget to leave a vote and I would love to hear your thoughts, so comment all you want.