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


45. Death with Scandals


“Who was that?” Taylor asked me. I didn’t answer, just stared after Bethany as she drove away in that cab. “Harry, who was she?”

“She’s my ex…” I whispered. “I was forced to break up with her two months ago…”

“Let me guess…you still love her?”

“We can talk about this at home.” I whispered, pulling her along.

When we got home, Taylor dragged me up to my room and closed the door behind us. I knew she wanted an explanation for Bethany but what could I say; that I still loved her?

“Okay, so she’s your ex that you were forced to break up with, right?” I nodded, speechless. “So, like management forced you two apart, we were forced together?” I nodded again, still unable to form words. “Why don’t we just pull a cheating scandal?” I looked up at Taylor and my jaw dropped.

“A cheating scandal?”

“Yeah…like you cheat on me with her and I’ll cheat on you with Stephen; isn’t that what we both want?”

“Well…yeah but what happen if our managements find out before the press?”

“We can hope for the best, can’t we?” I nodded and thought about it for a second.

“I’m in.” I finally said. Taylor squealed with happiness and hugged me. I hugged her back and when she pulled away, we sat awkwardly on my bed. “So now what?” I asked. Taylor shrugged and pulled her phone out.

“Now I call Stephen back. You should probably call that girl back.” I nodded and smiled.

“I think I’m going to tell her in person.”

“You can do that too but since I’m in London, I can’t exactly tell Stephen in person.”

“That’s very true. I’ll see you later, alright?” Taylor nodded as I walked out of the room.



Later that night, Chelsea and I were getting ready for the party. A couple people had already arrived and all we were doing was getting all the booze out. However, once the flat was busy enough, I snuck out without being noticed. Tonight…was the night I was ending it all.



Once I had gotten to Bethany’s flat, I heard a party going on inside. I opened the door and saw Chelsea on the couch, laughing and drinking. I walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. When she saw me, she must’ve jumped fifty feet.

“What are you doing here?”

“I’m looking for Bethany…” Chelsea looked around and a look of confusion crossed her face.

“HAS ANYONE SEEN BETHANY?!” Chelsea yelled. Everyone quieted down and no one spoke up.

“I saw her leave about ten minutes ago.” One girl said. Suddenly, I had a bad sinking feeling in my stomach.

“Thanks.” I said before running out and back to my car. I sped to the park down the street from my house where I once took her a long time ago. When I got there, I practically flew out of my car and I saw Bethany standing on the side of the bridge. I slowly walked up behind her, in hopes of being able to get her before she jumped but I didn’t…

Bethany had jumped. She had gone over the bridge headfirst. I ran to the edge of the bridge and watched as the water swallowed her body. I felt tears pricking my eyes, unsure of what to do. My lover just sent herself over a bridge.



I jumped. I jumped head first off the bridge. This…this was the end for me… I was dead. I am dead.   

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