In The Limelight

Bethan Thomas & Harry Styles.

Match made in heaven?

Find Out.


10. 10

+ Harry's POV +

so, me and Beth  are sitting across from Simon and Beth's manager.

"Care to explain? hhmm?!" Simon pushed as he threw a magazine at us. We skipped to page 23 and found this:
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"So what? We want to be together? You can't stop us!" I said quickly defending the relationship. or the happiest time i've had in a loooong time.

"No No No, we love it! It's helping popularity and people think you guys look cute together." Beth's manager said.

Me and Beth embraced each other, i could almost feel the happiness radiate off of her. I was exactly the same. 

They weren't stopping us! No one can. I'm on cloud nine.

+ Beth's POV +

I am so happy!!!!!!! Me and Harry can stay together!!!!!!!!!!! 

As soon as we got to my house, i pulled Harry into a passionate kiss, wrapping my arms around his never ending torso. He picked me up bridal style swiftly and headed onto the sofa.

He lay me down and held his body above mine with his long, tanned arms. 
Still kissing, he scrunched the bottom of my white vest up in his hands while moving his tongue around my mouth, showing a strip of my tanned stomach. 

When he saw this skin, he stopped kissing my lips and attacked that golden strip just above my jeans. He was sending my mind into overdrive! I wanted to attack him so badly.

But, i didn't want our first time as a proper couple to be filled with lust. I wanted it filled with love.

I gently held his head, brought it up to mine, placed a simple kiss on his swollen, red lips and said "Harry, wait. I don't want us to rush this time. I want it to be special."

He looked hurt. But then he got off me, put his shoes and jacket on and left.

My mood changed to heartbroken in a matter of milliseconds.
Did he think i just didn't want him? Of course i did. But i want it to be romantic, loving. Not rushed, lustful and meaningless.

'Hi this is Harry, I can't get to the phone right now bu-'

I cut off his voicemail by throwing my phone and watching it smash. Just like my heart.

He had left me.


My boyfriend left me.


The guy i think i love just left me.

I sank down my wall, shaking with sobs and groans of how hurt i felt.
Who could i call?



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