Wanted You More

Bethany is top in her class, head-strong, and basically you're definition of a perfect girl but she has no intention of trying to be like every other girl and try to get Harry, the popular, good looking, soccer star, to like her...in fact, she doesn't really like him. But when Bethany is assigned to help Harry get his grades up and he realizes that Bethany is different than everyone else, will Bethany cave into giving Harry a chance or will she continue to stick to her idea that he is a spoiled, stuck up ass?

Includes sex, drugs, alcohol, self harm references/actions, and cursing.


32. Questions Unanswered



I think that was the craziest thing I’ve ever done. I mean, I’m not like every other teenager that goes out and gets drunk…it isn’t my style at all. I did it once and once was enough for me. Since then, I’ve buried myself in my work. It went well until Harry showed up…now all I want to do is piss him off. I don’t even know what my grades are in half my classes, nor do I really care anymore. It felt good having something else to do, even if it was to make Harry Styles miserable. I was playing the same game he played with every other girl, except this time…he had to work to win at his own game because I wasn’t handing it to him. For the first time ever…I think he was getting competition in his own game.

That night, I was laying on bed working on my English speech. I couldn’t concentrate because I didn’t know what I would change in my past. I’d change the fact that I was born, yes…but if I wrote a speech like that, I’d be swept off to guidance in seconds. I groaned and fell back on my bed as my phone started ringing.


“Hey babe…its Liam.” I half smiled and forgot about my English.

“Hey, what’s up?”

“So…can I ask what happened today in lunch?” I bit my lip, knowing this conversation was going to happen at some point.

“I just…Harry was pissing me off because we aren’t dating, and I still really want to so him accusing us of something like that just…I don’t know…my feelings kind of took over.” I said, completely bullshitting my answer.

“Ahh…well I’m glad they did because if you didn’t kiss me, I would’ve kissed you.”

“Really?” I asked, trying to sound innocent.

“Yeah…so…are we going to make this official?”

“Yeah…sure. I’d really like that.” I said, trying to figure out if I really would like it or not.

“Great so…Friday night…movie night like we used to have?” Liam asked hopefully.

“I’d like that.” I said, actually meaning it. I did miss our movie nights…that wasn’t a lie.

“Great. I’ll pick you up at eight.”

“Okay, see you then.” I said happily. Liam laughed and said goodbye before hanging up. I tossed my phone on the bed and groaned again. What am I getting myself into?



“So who are you trying to get back at?” Lex asked me later that evening. She had come over after school to hang out for a bit.

“Does it matter?” I shot back.

“Yes Harry…it does.” Lex said seriously. I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “Harry, you’ve been so distant from reality lately. I’m getting worried about you. I know I can be a real bitch but we have been friends since kindergarten. I do actually care about you and nothing you say leaves my mouth. Are you doing this to prove a point to someone or do you actually like this girl?” Lex asked. I looked at her and I knew by her voice and eyes that she was telling me the truth.

“To be honest…I love her.” I finally said. Lex’s eyes grew wide. “I know that sounds crazy but she’s the only one who won’t give me the time of day, the only one who hates me, the only one who pushes me away…I have to fight for her and it’s nice knowing that there is someone out there that I have to fight for, that I have to prove my feelings for them…” I started rambling off, and started thinking about her and how she never gave me the time of day, except for a couple times.

“Haz…who is it…?” Lex asked me slowly. I sighed, not being able to answer right away.  

“Bethany.” I finally said after a long pause. “I fell in love with Bethany.”


“Don’t even start telling me how she isn’t right for me Lex…please. I honestly don’t think I’ve worked so hard for a girl in my life. I can’t get her jealous, I can’t bring her home because of my dad…I don’t know what to do.”

“Haz…you can’t play this game with her because she’s going to win.”

“What game?”

“Your game; she’s going to beat you at your own game because you won’t be able to keep it up; she has Liam…you know that, right? You won’t be able to stand seeing them together and she’s a girl, so I know for a fact she’s going to be rubbing it in your face like crazy. You’re going to get so jealous and that’s when she wins. She’s already winning.”

“She isn’t…” I said quietly.

“Isn’t she, Harry?” I looked at Lex and she looked at me seriously. “She’s already won.” A tear slipped down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. “I didn’t know who the lucky girl would be to finally get the own player at his game, but to be honest…I didn’t expect it to be Bethany.”

“Lucky girl?” I questioned.

“Yes Haz…lucky. Any girl that would be able to get to know the real you like me would be lucky. You’re a great guy Haz…I wish I could be that girl but I know I never could be. I know I’ll move on, I always do so please don’t worry about me but Haz…don’t let her get away. You picked her for a reason…”

“What is that reason?! I don’t even know that reason!”

“Haz…I can’t answer that for you.” I looked at Lex with mixed emotions. I was upset, angry, sad…everything. I wanted to know why I had to pick her; why Bethany? Why did I have to pick Bethany?


“Haz…I need to go. I can’t help you with this but…I’ll be here for you if you all the way through it.” Lex stood up, grabbed her purse and left. I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. Why Bethany? Why couldn’t I have picked someone who actually liked me? There were so many questions…but I didn’t even know how to answer them myself.

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