Enemies or Lovers? - A Harry Styles Love Story

Chapter 4

'Well you two seem to be getting along well' Anne smiled

'I know, it looked like you both hated each other this morning!' My Mum laughed

Because we fucking did.

Me and Harry both looked at each other and laughed at our parent's comments, they had no idea.

'So where do you want to go?' Anne asked

'I like any food' I smiled

'Faye will eat anything that's bloody edible, but I like La tasca's!' 

'Me too' Harry smiled

Finally we all agree'd to go there, I'd never been here before but as my Mum said, apparently it's gorgeous.

'What are you having?' Harry asked

'I don't know..I don't understand any of the menu' I spoke looking confused at it

Harry laughed and shook his head taking it off me

'I'll translate it to English for you love' 

'Thanks very much'

I kinda felt stupid..but half the menu was in god damn Spanish! But it was obvious Harry had been here on many occasions since he whizzed through the menu extremeley quickly.

'So there's pasta, you can choose the sauces, I just recommend tomatoe and herbs..ermm there's pasta and spicy chicken, there's pasta and..'

As he went on all I heard was pasta pasta pasta, to the point where I had to stop him

'What are you having Harold' 

I felt abit rude interupting but it seem to not bother him atall as he smiled as he replied to me

'Me? Ermm I'm having my usual; Pasta with tomatoe and herbs'

'I'll just have that'

My Mum ordered the food and since the llegal age in Spain to drink was 14 and me and Harry were way over that age, our Mum's aloud us to have some vodka and coke. Only a resonable ammount, I could never get drunk infront of my Mum, very embarassing. 

'Oh my god this is heaven' I spoke between mouthfulls

'I told you' Harry smiled

'Well done young sir'

'No problem ma lady' 

Ma lady? He said ma lady? Oh Faye don't get flattered, imagine how many girls he's said that too. Plus he was just going along with the whole fancy talk since you started it; you brought it on yourself. Oh for god sake why do I always argue with myself in my head.

'So Anne, how was the job up in London?' My Mum asked

'It was good, but I'm just grateful I managed to get a place up here'

'Me too' Harry smiled looking at me

Why the heck was he looking at me? It wasn't like he was happy to be moving back was it? He didn't know that we would be friends again, or was he just happy in general to be seeing me? Tut I am not getting in a argument with myself again.

I sent a smile back his way and carried on eating my food, finally after we all finished it was just about to strike 11pm so we headed back to the hotel stopping at the beach on the way.

'You kids go down to the sea or something while me and Anne catch up' Mum spoke

I swear they should have caught up by now, what interesting stuff could happen in 3 years? 

'Let's goooo' Hary spoke while grabbing my arm and dragging me

Quickly he took his trousers and top off leaving him in just his boxers, sweet jesus he was muscley. What a sight. A good sight infact.

'Coming for a swim?' He smirked

'Yeah right, it's freezing' I laughed

'Alright..ha you're not getting away that easily' 

He sprung out of the water coming for me, as he threw me over his shoulder I tried my hardest to pull him to the sand, which I succedeed in, however he landed ontop of me.

'I've got a deal' He smirked again

Oh god no

'What?'

'I won't throw you in the water if...'

'If?'

'If you kiss me' 

Was I hearing this right? Harry Styles wants me to kiss him? Ha fat chance, I'd rather get thrown in the water, it's not that I didn't want to kiss him, but I mean we only made friends before, I'm not some slut that goes around kissing boys for no reason. He probably didn't even have feelings for me, therefore the kiss would be pointless

'Why would you want me to kiss you?' I spoke with an emphasis on the me and you

'Just because I hated you doesn't mean I can't think you're pretty' He smirked

'Still...yeah right!'

He thought I was pretty? No, he just wanted a kiss.

'Your choice!' 

He picked me up in the bridal style and dangled me over the water.

'HARRY, FAYE, COME ON NOW' Anne shouted

'Lucky save' He muttered

'Yesssss' I whispered

He carried me back till we got to the pavement as I couldn't be mithered with sand in my shoes, we walked back to the hotel, first night sharing a room with Harry, brilliant.