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.

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63. Remembering

“In here.” Harry yanked me into the boys’ bathroom.

“Why the fuck am I in here?!” I demanded. Harry shushed me and yanked me to the sinks where there was a window right above it. He climbed up the sink counters and pushed it open and reached for my hand. “No…absolutely not.” I shook my head furiously and Harry rolled his eyes, yanking me closer to him.

“Yeah, you are.” He kissed my cheek and I sighed. He helped me up and pushed me through the window, where I landed on the side of the school, opposite the principal’s office. I sighed as Harry pulled himself out and left the window open just a crack.

“So, where are we going?” I asked as Harry and I ran off to his car.

“Who cares? We can do anything…” I giggled as he pulled me into his car and sped out. “What do you want to do??” I looked around and shrugged.

“I don’t know…”

“What do you like?”

“I like…the beach.” Harry smiled and put his blinker on. “Where are we going?”

“The beach; what kind of question is that?” I giggled and went back to looking out the window. Of course I chose the boy in our school that had a reputation of getting in trouble a lot to date. Oh well…I don’t care; I like him.

Harry wasn’t kidding when he said we were going to the beach. An hour later, Harry parked the car and we were at a lake. We piled out of the car and I went running towards the sand. I have always loved the beach. It made me feel free…I don’t always feel free after what’s happened to me years back, though I try not to talk about those times. However, when I see Harry and some of the things he brings up, I can’t help but let the memories resurface.

When I got to the waters’ edge, I spread my arms and looked up to the sun, letting it cover me. I closed my eyes and smiled as I felt the warmth come over me. This…this is what I lived for.

 

Harry:

I didn’t run after her, but I did follow. When I saw her spread her arms, I had to stop though. When she looked up she looked beautiful. I smiled and ran my hands through my hair. I wanted for nothing more than to capture this moment forever. I smiled and pulled my camera out and clicked a picture of it before she could turn around. Normally I wouldn’t use my camera because I don’t like remembering, but she is something worth remembering. Bethany is someone I would never want to forget. 

“HARRY, COME ON!” Bethany yelled after me, starting to spin in a circle. I smiled even more and ran to catch up with her. I grabbed her mid-spin and lifted her off the ground, making her squeal. I started laughing and put her down. She turned to face me and put her arms around my neck. I looked down at her and wrapped my arms around her waist. “Wanna know something, Styles?”

“Sure; what is it?”

“I like you.” I smiled and kissed her softly.

“And I like you too.” She smiled and pulled me back in for a second kiss. I smiled into it and tried to get a third, but she pulled away and started spinning around, slightly kicking up some sand. I sighed and watched her as her hair spun out from behind her. She looked beautiful; like an angel. 

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