I absolutely hated {{user}} Holland. It's been this way since forever.

My da hates hers so naturally I hated her.

Me and {{user}} have been at each other's throats since the very first day of school.

We bicker in every class because of course we have almost all the classes together.

It pisses off every teacher because they say we're "flirting". Why would I flirt with someone I hate?

Today the school day dragged on. Science was by far the worst.

At lunch the talk about a party at Rory's was all around since he was home alone.

The party was all body bumping and alcohol.

And of course {{user}} was there. She stayed with her friends but we occasionally made eye contact.

I had drank about three different drinks. I was drunk as hell.

I still managed to push away any lass flirting with me. They were all piss drunk and I knew most of the lads dating them.

Unlike the other lads I'm not here for the lasses.

I can't wait for this to be over.

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I woke up with the worst headache of my life.

There's hair on my face, my arms slung over someone's soft waist and I'm not in my own room.

A random sweater is tossed on a chair, there's a beer bottle on the floor and it looks like someone was in a rush coming in here.

Then I realized something else. There's clothes on the floor. My clothes and a skirt top with lace knickers.

I sat up and took in the scene. I was naked.

I almost had a heart attack when I looked beside me. {{user}} was next to me. A very naked {{user}} and I'm naked too. Fuck.

"Holy shit." I muttered. That woke her up.

She looked around all soft, sleepy eyes. God, she was beautiful.

Dammit, get it together, AJ.

Then she realized too.

"Did we...?" Her voice was so soft without the sharpness she had with me.

"Yeah. Yeah we did." I almost didn't want this moment to end. She wasn't at my throat for once.

She looked down, looked me over before realizing we were both naked. Then she pulled the covers over herself.

Her cheeks were bright red now. "Did you at least use protection?" She quickly asked.

I'm sure we both knew the answer to that. Just looking around you wouldn't find a condom here.

"Nope." I tried to be asked chill as possible.

This really isnt good.

What if I knock my enemy up? Worse. What if I liked the her?

"This is my worse nightmare." She groaned.

"It's just a mishap. Besides, you liked it enough to-"

"You're so full of yourself." She groaned.

"You were pretty full of me last night."

That made her redden further. She's so cute. God help me.

The we both looked around, avoiding eye contact. The tension in the room was palpable when we looked back at each other.

My mind is replaying last night. It's a blur of drinking, dancing, and {{user}}.

I remembered kissing her hard and taking off her clothes. I remembered telling her how sweet she was. I remeber kissing all over her body, even her scars, because she smiled.

Now we're gonna go back to enemies and I don't want that.

"I should probably get going." I muttered, almost chocking on the words.

"No."

"What?"

"I'm not gonna pretend I don't want you really bad."

"{{user}}..."

All I know now is I'm in some really bad shit now.

I never thought me and {{user}} would be doing this again.

Now I don't mind much.

She has fire but I'd take it any time of day. All week.