Dreaming With Secrets

Harry has an odd, reoccurring dream about some mystery girl. When he finds out that Zayn knows who this girl is, Harry wants to get to know her. Zayn however, doesn't approve of Harry getting to know her. Even against Zayn's will, they get together. No matter how hard Zayn tries, they both push to be together. But when Zayn tries to pull them apart and Bethany ends up right back in her past, can Harry save her and get Zayn to approve of them, or will Bethany's past kill her first?
Includes self harm references/actions, sex, drugs, alcohol, and cursing

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12. Airport

 

TWO WEEKS LATER

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Harry:

“Come with me Haz…please?” Louis begged of me.

“I really don’t feel up to it. I feel utterly sick.” I mumbled.

“Fine…Niall, do you want to go?”

“Yeah, sure.” Niall said as he got off the couch.

“Where are you guys going again?” Liam asked.

“We’re picking Zee up from the airport.” Louis said with a big smile on his face. I felt another twinge in my stomach again. The thought of being so close to Bethany, yet so far killed me. Zee and Bethany, she wasn’t kidding, we’re twins. They liked pretty much the same things, said the same things, grew up liking the same things…seeing Zee was like seeing another form of Bethany and it killed me. I wanted to see Bethany.

“We’ll be back in a couple hours.” Niall said.

“Bye!” Zayn called as they walked out of the house. He looked over at me and sat down next to me.

“What do you want, Zayn?” I mumbled.

“I want to ask you something…” Zayn said slowly.

“What?”

“What are your thoughts on Bethany?”

“Haven’t we been though this already?”

“Tell me.” Zayn urged. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.

“She’s…beautiful, funny…I feel like she would be a great person and…I really do like her.”

“So, if you knew you were helping her, would you stay away?”

“Why don’t you ask her if she’s okay?” I blurted out. 

“Are you suggesting she’s not and I’m the reason?!” Zayn said, growing angry.

“Okay…Harry, why don’t you go up to your bathroom and shower? You haven’t bathed in days and you smell terrible.” Liam said, jumping in. I pushed myself off the couch and dragged myself up the stairs and to the shower.

 

 Bethany:

“I’M HERE, I’M HERE!” Zee said excitedly as we were informed that the plane was about to land. Zee gripped my hand and I started to lose circulation. Zee wasn’t a fan of planes so the fact that she had to take one to see her boyfriend, killed her.

A half hour later, we were on the ground and Zee had only half hyperventilated. She was working her way up to it but Bradie and I managed to keep her calm. We rushed off the plane to keep up with Zee.

“ZEE, SLOW DOWN!” Bradie called after her, being the shortest of us three.

“HURRY UP!” Zee yelled as she started jumping up and down. “LET’S GOOOOO!” She yelled, waving her hands above her head. Bradie and I giggled as we reached her. We sped walked to baggage claim and grabbed our suitcases and went to find Louis.   

 

Louis:

I pulled the car into the parking lot and we walked into the airport. I was really excited to see Zee again after not seeing her in person for so long.

Before Niall and I could even get out of the car, there were paps everywhere. Niall and I forced our way through to get to the airport, but still trying to be polite. When we got inside, I was surprised to see Zee walking with Bethany and Bradie. I looked over at Niall and his eyes were glued to Bradie.

“Did you know about this?” I asked slowly.

“No…but I can tell you know…Zayn is going to have a field day with this.” Niall said.

“This isn’t good…” Louis said.

“Hey, I’m pretty fucking happy all three are here. I’m just not sure how Zayn will react.”

“That’s sort of what I was implying. I missed them all too, you know.” I shoved Niall slightly before raising my hand. “ZEE…BRADIE…BETHANY!” I called. They turned to look at me and started walking towards us.

 

Bethany:

If Louis and Niall were surprised to see us, they sure didn’t show it. They both had smiles on their face and looked overly excited.

“Did they know we were coming?” I asked Zee.

“Nope. It was a surprise.” Zee said as we reached Louis and Niall.

“A nice one at that!” Niall said, taking Bradie into his arms. Bradie was practically swallowed by Niall seeing he was much taller than her and much more built.

“Is Harry with you guys?” I asked quietly.

“No…I tried to get him to come, but he never did. He said he didn’t feel good.” Louis said. I nodded sadly and looked away.

“Hey, hold on a second Bradie.” Niall said. Bradie let him go and Niall pulled me aside.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Harry had another dream about you.” Niall pointed out. I gulped and didn’t say anything. “Basically, he was running around an airport and he heard your voice saying “I’m coming back.”

“That’s… a little weird…since…I’m in an airport and I’m back.” I said slowly.

“That may be why he didn’t want to come today. He didn’t want to be put in that situation of…you know…him remembering the dream and you not actually being here.” Niall said.

“That…that would make sense.” I said, nodding.

“Hey, you two, let’s go! I want to get home!” Zee yelled. Niall gave me a tight hug and whispered in my ear…

“Nice to see you again.” He let me go and I gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

“It’s nice seeing you too.” I said. He grabbed mine and Bradie’s bag so we wouldn’t have to carry them. I linked my arm with Bradie’s since Niall’s hands were both taken over by bags, and since Zee was holding Louis’s free hand.

The car ride back to the house was quick after we got away from all the paps. Louis parked the car and we all started to get out.

“This is just a warning, Bethany; Zayn doesn’t know you’re here so…” Louis said slowly.

“I’m prepared for the worst.” I said. I went around the car to get my bag but Niall beat me to it.

“I’ll get it for you.” He said, smiling. I kissed his cheek again and walked inside with Bradie.

“LOUUUUAYYY!” Harry screamed as he came running down the stairs but stopped short when he saw me. “You…you aren’t Louis…” Harry said slowly. Zayn walked in just than with Liam at his side and saw me standing there.

“Harry…what the hell did you do?” Zayn demanded.

“You think I did this?!”

“Who else could’ve?”

“Zee.” I whispered. They both turned to me.

“Excuse me?” Zayn demanded.

“Zee asked me to come…” I said. “I can go home if you want…”

“No…no you can stay.” Zayn said. He walked over to hug me but I ducked under his arms to avoid the hug. “What was that for?”

“You put me back in therapy. I don’t want to talk to you.” I said quietly as everyone entered the room.

“You’re back in therapy?” Liam asked. “What do you mean by back?”

“I’ve gone before…and because of Zayn…I’m back in it again. I don’t want to see him, or talk to him.” I felt tears prick my eyes. “Can someone please show me to where I’m sleeping?” Zayn was frozen, staring at me with his mouth wide open.

“Yeah, follow me.” Harry said.

“YOU AREN’T SLEEPING IN THE SAME ROOM AS HIM!” Zayn demanded.

“Actually…Zayn…I’m going to do what I want…because we aren’t friends anymore, so you don’t need to look after me.” I said. Everyone looked at me in shock of what I had just said.

“No…absolutely not; you still aren’t allowed to see him.” Zayn demanded.

“What are you going to do about it? Are you going to tell the paps that I’m with Harry?”

“No! He’s with another girl!” Zayn yelled. I looked at Harry and then back at Zayn.

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah, some girl named Sam!” Zayn said.

“Your name in my phone is Sam.” Harry pointed out bluntly. Zayn’s mouth dropped again.

“That can be easily proven too, but I trust Harry over you Zayn so…I’m going with Harry now.” I said and followed Harry up the stairs. Niall followed us and dropped the bag off in Harry’s room.

“I’ve missed you…” Harry whispered as Niall closed the door behind him as he left.

“I’ve missed you too.” I whispered back. Harry pulled me into a tight hug and held me close to my body.

“It’s been too long.” He said into my hair. He squeezed me more, making me feel wanted. I missed the smell of him. I inhaled his smell and felt myself drift into a day-dream. He started running one hand up and down my back as I clung to him tightly. I never wanted this hug to end.

 

Bradie:

Niall had brought my bags up to his room and flung himself onto his bed. He pulled a bag of chips out from under the bed and stared at me.

“What? Why are you staring at me?” I asked looking down at myself.

“Nah, you just look nice.” Niall said. I rolled my eyes and smiled.

“That was the most unromantic way to say you missed someone, ever.” I pointed out. I walked over to him and poked his nose.

“Yeah, well…do I look like a romantic guy?” Niall smirked and swatted my hand away.

“Not really, but you have your moments.”

“Yeah; I know.” Niall winked and I rolled my eyes again. I walked away from him and went to my suitcase. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Unpacking; is that a problem?” I asked.

“Yeah, maybe you should put the clothes you’re wearing away first.”

“This still isn’t getting romantic.” I said.

“Does it need to be?” Niall raised an eyebrow and I smirked at him. I knew what he was getting at, I was just being difficult. “You know, you’re being really fucking difficult.”

“Good; that’s what I was aiming for.”

“I’m not liking it.” Niall tossed the chips back under his bed and sat up.

“Oh well…there isn’t much you can do about it.” I shrugged. Niall got up and threw me over his shoulder, causing me to scream. He threw me on the bed and crawled onto the bed so he was hovering over me. “This still isn’t romantic.” I giggled.

“You aren’t going to get that tonight.”

“It’s the afternoon.”

“You’re being extremely difficult. I’ve waited a few months to see you, and this is how I get welcomed?”

“How would you like to be welcomed?”

“I don’t know. A kiss would be nice.” Niall shrugged and I laughed.

“You threw me on a bed for a kiss?” I giggled. Niall smiled down at me and moved is face closer to mine.

“I can settle for more.”

“Good, because that’s what you’re getting.” I said as I started unbuttoning his pants.

 

Zee:

Louis carried my bag up to his room, leaving Liam and Zayn downstairs alone. He was holding my hand as we walked up in silence. He pushed his bedroom door open and I closed it behind me. Louis put my bag down by his closet as I fell onto his bed.

“I’m soo jet-lagged…” I grumbled.

“I’m sorry love.” Louis said as he came over to sit next to me. He pulled me closer to him so I was cuddled up to his chest. I sighed and smiled slightly as I closed my eyes. I missed being in his arms and having moments like these. “Would you like anything to eat? I have to imagine that the plane food wasn’t all that brilliant.”

“No I’m not really hungry.” I squeezed him tighter. “That, and I kind of like cuddling right now.” I said.

“I kind of like this too.” Louis joked. I giggled and pushed myself more into him. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. I sighed happily as Louis started to sing softly to me as I fell asleep smiling.

 

Bethany:

Harry had just let our hug stop so we could cuddle on his bed. He had music playing and he was singing along with it as he played with my hair with one hand, and running his hand up and down my back with his other hand. I was curled on top of him, still inhaling the smell of him. I finally felt happy and out of harm’s way in his arms like this.

“Baby let me be your, let me be your last first kiss, I wanna be first yeah, wanna be the first to take it all the way like this…and if you only knew, I wanna be the last, baby let me be your last first kiss…” Harry sang softly into my ear.

“What song is that?” I asked, cutting him off.

“It’s one of the songs we’re working on for our new album.” Harry whispered into my ear.

“Well you have me sold on it.” I said as I ran a hand down his chest.

“I didn’t know I needed your approval.” Harry pointed out. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me.

“You don’t…but if I like it, every other girl will like it.” I said quietly as I laid my head back down on Harry’s chest. Harry continued to sing the song into my ear but I could only pick up certain words.

“Can I ask you something?” Harry asked when he was done singing.

“Sure.”

“Have you cut…you know…since you left?” I stayed silent, not wanting to tell him. He shifted me slowly and gracefully. He touched the ends of my sleeves and looked into my eyes. I blinked as if to tell him to go ahead. He slowly pulled my one sleeve up to my elbow to revel cut after cut going up my arm. Harry took my arm and ran his fingers up and down it gently, not taking his eyes off my arm. I couldn’t take my eyes off his eyes watching my arm. I wanted for nothing more than to kiss him. His lips started to press together and he slowly brought my arm up to his mouth. I felt his breath on my arm and felt goose bumps form from his slightly cold breath. He slowly pressed his lips to my arm and kissed every cut there was before slowly pulling the sleeve back down. He reached for my other arm and did the same to that arm, but this time he kept going.

After he finished kissing my arm, he continued to kiss up my arm to my neck. I shivered and reached for his body, longing to be closer to him. He started gently sucking on my neck. His curls tickled my neck, making me smile. He ran his hands down my arms as they found their way around my waist, pulling me onto his lap. He left small love bites on my neck before kissing up to my lips and kissing them softly once.

“You’re so beautiful…” Harry whispered against my lips. I grabbed his biceps and went into kiss him again. He kissed me once more before pulling away. I wanted more kisses from him. They felt perfect to me and they made me feel safe. I felt like I could be myself around him and he wouldn’t judge me or my past, which made me want him so much more.

Harry pushed a few stray hairs out of my face. He ran his hand down my face slowly as his eyes followed his hand. His eyes were soft and gentle. I could tell he wasn’t looking at me and judging me…he was looking at me just to look at me.

“Harold…” I whispered. His eyes moved to mine and he smiled before looking at my lips again. He leaned in and kissed me softly again before pulling back again.

“Did you just call me Harold?” He asked me. I nodded and bit my lip. “Why?”

“It fits you…” I whispered.

“It is my name.” Harry pointed out.

“But…I like calling you Harold. No one else does…so it’s kind of like…”

“Like you’re special name for me even though it’s already my name?” Harry finished for me. I nodded and smiled.

“Yeah, pretty much.” Harry laughed quietly before laying back down with me still on him. 

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