Chapter 1: Prologue

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy?

Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second.

A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama.

The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view.

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