Enmity ||Harry Styles||

Chapter 3

"I can make you feel so good, Bell."

"Come for me."

Johnny.

All of yesterday was going through my mind. I could feel myself blush and smile when I think about what happened; what I let happen. Then I furrow my eyebrows when I think if Johnny being there. He wasn't at school all day, then he sees me named. Others would think nothing if this, but not me. After I was dropped off by Harry yesterday, Johnny stormed in.

"What the hell are you doing with him?!" Johnny points to where Harry drove off.

"I don't think that's any of your business." I spit back. I'm surprised at my own tone of voice.

"I don't fucking care! Why were you in Harry Styles' car, naked?" His face is red.

My eyes move to the ground. Before answering him, I take in a deep breath.

"It's still non of your business." I tell him through clenched teeth.

When I'm about to turn away he laughs. It's a humorless laugh that makes me shudder.

"Look, I know you've only been here for two days, but you need to understand." His tone is harsh.

"What am I supposed to understand? Huh?! Why is it that you all want me to understand, but you won't tell me what is needed to be understood." I stare into Johnny's eyes, waiting for him to speak.

The anticipation is burning at my chest. Honestly, I've been waiting to actually know what makes Harry Styles so...dangerous.

Now actually thinking back to all that Johnny told me, my smile is gone. He told me a lot. I actually got overwhelmed by all of the hate and crime. It makes me sick to my stomach thinking about what his filthy hands did to me. What makes me cringe is the fact that I loved every second of what we did. I yearn to feel his touch again.

"Deep in thoughts?" His voice is deep and husky. I shiver, knowing he saw.

"What do you want, Harry?" I know that smirk I've seen so much is on his face, but I still don't spare him a glance. "As far as I know you aren't in my first peri-actually any of my classes and you sure as hell wouldn't come early."

I hear him chuckle. A sound so beautiful, just like him. But I know. I know that I can't be his next victim in heart break-if I ever fall for him.

Suddenly I feel his warm breath on my neck. "I know you want it to happen again."

I sucked in a sharp breath. He's right. I do want to do it again. I wanted him to kiss me again. To be close to him; intimate.

"That wasn't like me." I admit to him. My eyes close when I feel his tongue on my neck.

"We can continue what was interrupted by that friend of yours." He bites my earlobe. "Your pretty lips around m-"

He's cut off when the bell rings. His mouth leaves my ear. My eyes open and I turn my head only to find Harry gone.

Students start coming in, Hannah being one of them.

"Did you get here early?" She raises an eyebrow. I nod my head, a laugh leaving my mouth when I see her facial expression.

"Why?" Her eyebrows are furrowed now, and her nose is scrunched up.

I shrug, still in a daze from that brief encounter with Harry. He's different. There's something about him the pulls me in, instead of making me recoil from his touch. It's unhealthy, really. My fascination with him will only grow. I can feel it.