Opposites Attract (Harlena) (1)

Chapter .11

I did get in trouble about fighting but my mom understood. Harry is coming over later to start the project and I'm really not in the mood to work.

I laid down on my bed and kicked my shoes off before getting under my blanket. I'll take a nap until Harry got here.

A couple hours later, I woke up to a shuffling sound coming from my doorway.

I opened my eyes and looked towards the door.

"Finally awake." A husky voice said in the dark.

I reached over and flicked my lamp on to see Harry leaning on the door.

"You asshole. You scared me. Why are you here in the dark?" I asked, rubbing my fingers through my messy hair.

"Your mom let me in, and in case you forgot we're suppose to be working on a project." Harry said, staring at me.

I rolled my eyes and closed my eyes, "can we do this another time? Im tired"

"No." he said, chuckling and walking to my bed. "I do want to pass you know." Harry added.

"What do we need to do?" I asked lazily.

"Don't know. The project." he said sarcastically.

"No duh, Sherlock."

"Are you and that Justin kid together?"

"Nope we're just really close." I said caught of guard by his question.

"Why were you sitting on his lap then?" he asked, tilting his head to to side like a lost puppy.

"Thats just how we are." I said.

That means he was staring like always.

"Lets watch a movie, mate." Harry said, changing the subject quickly.

"Okay.." I scooted over and turned my flatscreen on.

I put on "Mama" and sat back. "Turn the light out." I said, watching the movie start.

"Trying to get freaky?" he laughed, standing up and turning the lamp off.

I watched as he layed back down next to me on my bed and stared at the movie. I tensed up beside him, and cleared my throat. I hope he didn't notice.

My god.. I got butterfiles. Am I developing feelings towards him? How is that possible. Hes suppose to be my enemy. How can I have feelings for him?

I breathed out in frustration, and looked at Harry.

Who is fast asleep.

I stared at him and took in all his features. His hair really is curly.. I rubbed my fingers threw it without thinking. I traced his jawline, and bit my lip. I pulled my hands away when he flinched in his sleep. I want to kiss him so bad. I just layed there, and stared.

I felt my eyes getting heavy.

I have came to a conclusion...

I am attracted to Harry Styles.. And i maybe like him.

*OHHH SHE LIKES HARRY. MY GOD. Hehe. Update coming later today.*