Kiss Of The Enemy *Harry Styles Fan Fic*

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Vixen POV:

"Can you take me home? I kinda feel sick to my stomach."

"Awwww." Liam pouted, but it was cute. He pushed his bottom lip out to me and I just shook my head with a grin plastered over my lips.

"Of course." Perrie said sympathetically. I didn't really feel sick though, I just wanted to go home because I've been out all day. A few seconds later I got a phone call from my mom. She told me that I needed to be home because we were meeting our new neighbors, wow. Saved by a phone call right?

I scrambled out of Perrie's car and gave her a quick hug, then went to go give Liam a hug but instead he kissed my forehead and ran his thumb in little circles over my cheek, whoaaa.

"Feel better soon, love."

I nodded and smiled at him. It was nice whenever Liam called me love, it gave me butterflies. But whenever Harry calls me love, I just want to smack the living hell out of him. Sorry not sorry!

As I watched them drive off I hurried inside and went straight to the kitchen to see my mom cooking. She looked so happy, but why?

"Good to see you honey." She flashed me a smile.

"What's up with you?" I asked grinning.

"My best friend that I haven't seen for 17 years and her son are moving next to us and they're having dinner with us tonight."

I nodded and brought my bottom lip between my teeth, "That's cool...who's your..." Before I could finish my sentence, the doorbell rang. My mom shot past me and just about knocked me over! I gained my balance by holding onto the counter, thank god it was right there or I'd be on the floor right now.

I glanced over at the door and saw a lady with brown hair and greenish gray eyes, she was no doubt beautiful. I watched bored as they exchanged "Hi! How are you?" The usual shit.

I sat down over on the couch in the living room and grabbed my laptop logging into twitter showing I had one notification. I clicked on it and it said I had gotten a reply from harry, "@VixenBabexx Hey! It's a kitty get it right x)" I couldn't help but giggle. I retweeted it then logged off putting my laptop back down.

"Vixen, come here!"

I jumped up and walked next to my mom and flashed the pretty woman in front of me a smile.

"This is my daughter." Mom rubbed my back and pulled me closer to her.

"Wow, she looks just like you when you were little!"

Oh, nice. (note my sarcasm.) I just politely continued to smile as much as I can even though it was killing my cheeks.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Anne." She brought me into a heartfelt hug and I could smell her perfume; peppermint. I didn't notice the boy in the hoodie standing next to her, but my trance got interrupted when I got a text from "Sexual Styles" (That's Harry's name in my contacts, fits him though right?) The text read, "Hey neighbor ;) " Confused, I looked up at the boy who wasn't wearing a hoodie anymore. The boy was Harry. My jaw dropped and he smiled so innocently down at me showing off those goddamn famous dimples of his.