Sleeping With The Enemy (Harry Styles)

Chapter 27

Sleeping With The Enemy

Chapter 27:

-Jane's POV-

"Henderson!" Sarcasm hit me. oh god. No no no no.

FLASHBACK

"Oh my god!" I giggled, blushing like a maniac.

"Happy anniversary baby!" He smiled, sweeping me off my feet and kissing me like he''s never done before.

I kissed back, smiling.

That was my first kiss. He was my first kiss.

*FLASHBACK ENDS*

I tensed, my eyes meeting with his. He hasn't changed that much, hasn't he?

If you're wondering who the hell is Henderson, he was actually.. My first real relationship when I was about 14.

We went for a solid year straight which was not bad for a 14 year old like me at that time.

Harry looked over at me and Henderson.

"Erm who are you?" Harry butts in, inpolitely.

"Harry." I muttered, patting him on the shoulder in reassurance.

"How've you been?" He asks, ignoring Harry completely.

"I've been good." I simply say. "Um how about you?"

He nods. "Same. I missed you."

"Missed me?" I cocked an eyebrow. How could he have missed me, he's the one who broke it off anyway without an apparent reason.

"Yeah." He smiled, taking me into an unexpected hug, as I pulled away, not really interested.

"Well I think we've gotta go." I rushed, Harry tensing beside me.

This time, I was the one who shyly grabbed his hand, squeezing it slightly.

He looked down at me.

"So who's this?" Henderson dug in deeper, giving Harry a bad glance.

"Umm.." I couldn't really find the words to say. What was he? He wasn't a friend, nor was he something else. But..

"She's my girlfriend." I find Harry saying, me getting completely taken aback.

I was about to talk, but Henderson interrupted me.

"Was I asking you, man?" He glared at Harry.

Harry gritted his teeth, about to just lose his temper again.

"Oh for christ sakes Henderson, he is my boyfriend." I blurted out.. I've got to be shitting myself.. Yes. Yes I was.

"Oh." He awkwardly says. I could feel Harry perk up beside me, making me roll my eyes.

"So what's his name? Where the hell did he come from?" He goes, making me just furrow my eyebrows.

"This isn't 20 questions, Henderson. When I say he's my boyfriend, he really is my boyfriend."

"Well what if I don't believe you." He retorted.

"Then don't. It isn't even any of your business anyway. It's been five years, I don't get how you can be so attached still when you were the one who broke it off in the first place!"