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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2. Dream Girl

 

We had to have been in that car for a good three hours when Paul finally had the driver pull over.

“We’re lost.” Paul grumbled. Niall nudged my knee and I sat there, still.

“I’m getting out, going on a walk.” Niall announced.

“Bring someone with you please.” Paul said.

“Harry?” Niall asked me. I slowly slid out of the car and we started walking down the street.

“This is the street…” I said quietly. It was a hot evening and I couldn’t believe I was still in sweatpants. I was drenched in sweat, as was Niall. I started hearing music and Niall looked at me. We couldn’t see a car and a blind curve was coming up so we decided to cross the street. Not two seconds later, we heard a car horn and a car drier slammed on the breaks. The car turned off and pulled over. A girl got out of her car, and started stumbling around.

“Oh my god, did I hit anyone?” She bent over and looked under her car and Niall looked at me. In my dream, I never saw a clear description of the girl, but this looked like her…

“You’re good.” Niall said. She finally looked up and she caught my eye. Her eyes seemed to sparkle.

“Thank god… I never would have driven again if I hit someone.” She sighed and laughed lightly. “I’m Bethany, but the way.” She held her hand out for us to shake.

“Niall.” Niall said as he shook her hand. She turned to me and I seemed frozen. “This is my friend, Harry.”

“Does he talk?” She asked. Niall laughed and nudged me.

“Nice to meet you.” I finally said. She seemed taken aback by what I said, but I didn’t care. I knew this girl, but I couldn’t tell her that.

“So, did you guys just move in or something?” She asked.

“No…we’re actually lost.” Niall said.

“Oh…where are you trying to get to?”

“New York City.” Niall said.

“Wow…my kind of place.” She smiled and looked around. “Well, I can tell you it isn’t this way.” She pointed up the street. Instinctively, Niall and I both looked up the street. “That will lead you into the woods- it’s a dead end.” She shrugged.

“Do you know how to get there?” Niall asked.

“You can take this road to the stop sign, take a left, take that road all the way down to a stop sign, turn left again, and keep going until you get to a light, turn left again, and you’ll see a sign for the city.”

“Wow…thanks.” Niall said.

“Do you guys need a lift back to your car? You’re completely drenched. I have water in my car…”

“Are you really going to give two strangers a ride?” I finally asked. She turned to me and something in her eyes told me she knew who I was.

“You aren’t strangers if I know one of you.” She said to me. “Get on in.” She said, walking back to the car. Niall started walking right away but it took me a few seconds to comprehend what she had said to me. I finally climbed into the front seat, since Niall took the back. She handed us each a water bottle and drove us up the street. “Wow…” She mumbled.

“What is it?” Niall asked.

“That’s…convenient.” She said.

“What is?” Niall asked again.

“I live right there.” She said, pointing to where Paul had pulled over onto a lawn. She parked at the end of the driveway and we all got out.

“Hey, Paul, I know how to get us in the direction of the city!” Niall called as we got out of the car. They all looked up at us and saw the girl we were standing with.

“Bethany?” Zayn asked the girl.

“Long time no see, huh?” She said.

“No kidding…” He said.

“Wait…you two know each other?” Niall asked.

“Yeah…I uhm…I was an exchange student for awhile and this was where I lived. We still email back and forth so…she’s seen pictures of all of you guys.” Zayn said, shrugging. I looked back at the girl and she was looking at me.

That’s how I knew the girl; I’ve seen some of Zayn’s emails with her and I’ve seen pictures of her before off his phone and computer. This was getting all too weird for me.

“BETHANY, ARE YOU COMING UP ANYTIME SOON?!” My dad yelled down.

“HEY, DAD, COME SAY HI TO ZAYN.” She yelled up.

“ZAYN IS IN ENGLAND; GET YOUR BUTT UP HERE!”

“HI MR. WACKER!” Zayn yelled up, waving. Her dad didn’t yell back, but instead, poked his head in the house and then started walking down.

“Well, it is you.” The man said. “How have you been?” Zayn gave the man a hug as two boys came running down the driveway, jumping on him and what seemed to be the mom came running down.

“ZAYN, ZAYN DEAR! I’VE MISSED YOU!” She called as she ran down. Zayn reached down and lifted both boys up, and they started yelling and climbing on him.

“Guys, this is Bethany, Craig, Cami, Matthew, and Jacob.” Zayn said.

“What are the odds we end up here?” Paul asked Zayn. Zayn started smirking and looked at Bethany.

“I pre-programmed the GPS.” Zayn said slyly.

“You’re lucky we decided to leave for America early, or I would’ve killed you by now.” Paul grumbled.

“I love you too, Paul.” Zayn said. I turned back to Bethany and she was glanced at me to smile. I gave her a small smile back.

 

Bethany:

You know, it’s weird. It really is weird. I didn’t know Zayn was coming to America with all his friends but I guess it happens. I missed him dearly, it’s been about four years since I’ve seen him but it wasn’t him I was too enthralled with right now. His friend, Harry…

I’ve seen pictures of all of them but something about seeing Harry in person, made my stomach turn. He looked at me like he knew who I was. It kind of bothered me. I mean, sure, maybe Zayn showed him pictures of me but…he was looking at me like he’s met me before…and I know for a fact he hasn’t.

“Sweetie, I made your special meal so...you know…the calories.” My mom said, rolling her eyes. She snapped my thoughts from Harry.

“Mom, Carol can deal with me indulging today.” I rolled my eyes. “You can’t just make tacos and tell me I’m not allowed to eat them.”

“Why do you need a special diet?” Liam asked.

“To keep my weight down.” I said.

“What weight…I could turn you sideways and you wouldn’t be there anymore.” Zayn said, reaching for me. I giggled and pushed him away.

“Modeling, you ass.” I said.

“Since when do you do that?” Zayn asked, surprised.

“Since my freshman year in high school.” I said proudly.

“Wow…do you have a portfolio?” Louis asked. I turned to him and smiled.

“Yeah…I do.” I said.

“Mind if I take a peek?” I looked over at my mom and she shrugged.

“You’re all welcome to stay the night.” She said.

“Can we Paul?!” Zayn begged. Paul sighed and nodded.

“I guess so…” Paul said.

“YES!” Zayn jumped up and down and I giggled. I took Zayn’s arm as we walked back up into my house. I walked into my room when we got up to the house and grabbed my binder.

“Here Louis.” I said, putting the binder in front of him. “These are some of my pictures.” I said. Louis started flipping through it with the other boys while my family was off eating dinner. Harry though, he was still looking at me.

 

Harry:

There was something about her that seemed special. I didn’t know what it was but she seemed so different than any other girl I had ever has the honor of meeting. I looked away from her for a split second and saw Niall staring at me. He, of all people understood why I couldn’t seem to take my eyes of this girl.

“Are you going to stop staring at her?” Louis whispered. I glanced down at him and he was looking up at me.

“I don’t think I can…” I said. I glanced at the book Louis was looking through and a picture of her sitting in a recording booth with a mic to her mouth and she was singing. He had the headphones on and everything. It didn’t look like a shoot…it looked real. “Hey, Bethany.” I called to her. She tore herself from Zayn and walked over to me.

“Yeah, what’s up?” She asked.

“Is this from a shoot?” She looked down at the picture I was pointing at. A small smile grew on her lips.

“No...Zayn took it back in my 8th grade year.”

“What’d I take?” Zayn asked, walking over.

“This picture.” Bethany said, pointing at the picture.

“I did take that…because I was fabulous.”

“You still are, love.” Bethany kissed Zayn’s cheek and I felt myself wince.

“Hey, how’s Zee and Bradie?” Zayn asked.

“They’re both good and they both miss you.” Bethany nudged Zayn and smiled up at him. I felt jealousy growing in me, which…made no sense to me since I knew nothing about Bethany. I started running my hands through my hair and turned away, frustrated with myself.

“You should bring them to New York City with us tomorrow.” Zayn suggested.

“Wait…we’re going with you?” Bethany asked in surprise.

“Sure, why not? Cami, is that all right?” Zayn called into the other room.

“I don’t care. She still has a couple weeks left of summer before her senior year starts.” Her mom said.

“Who’s Zee and Bradie?” Liam asked.

“A few other people I met while I was here.” Zayn said. I turned back to the group and saw Bethany staring at me. I bit on my lip and tried to turn away, but I couldn’t. Her blue, piercing eyes drew me in and I couldn’t look away. I felt some one nudge me and I looked over to see Liam standing there. He raised an eyebrow at me and when I looked up again, I saw Zayn shooting me eye daggers.

“Hey, babe.” Bethany whispered as she nudged Zayn. He looked down at her and she tugged on his arm.

“What?” He mumbled.

“I was staring at him first.” Bethany smirked and kissed his cheek again before letting him go. She took the book from Louis and started to walk out of the room.

“Hey, uh…Bethany?” I called her back. She peeked her head around the corner.

“Yes Harry?” She was smirking and I bit back down on my lip.

“Where’s the bathroom?” I whispered.

“This way.” She said, motioning down the hall. I looked back at Zayn and he was still staring at me. I quickly looked away and followed Bethany down the hall. “Right there.” She said, pointing.

“Thanks.” I mumbled. The door was locked so I knocked.

“Occupied.” Someone called out. I wasn’t going to awkwardly stand there waiting, so I walked down the rest of the hall to find Bethany.

“Someone’s in there.” I said suddenly, standing in her bedroom doorway. She jumped up and turned to look at me.

“Jesus Harry…you scared me.” She gasped out. I smiled and crossed my arms across my chest.

“Sorry.” I smirked at her and she sat down in a chair. There was a second chair and she patted the seat, signaling me to come in and sit next to her. I slowly uncrossed my arms and made my way to the chair. I sat down and he propped her legs across my thighs. I tried hard not to inhale sharply and keep my breathing normal but it was really hard to.

“Gods, I’m so tired.” She ran her hands through her hair and leaned her head back. She started to stretch her back, causing her shirt to lift up a little and my eyes started to scan her whole body. I reached over and pulled her shirt down. “EEEEEP!” She squealed. I quickly pulled away as she grabbed her stomach.

“Sorry.” I mumbled.

“It just tickled.” She said, smiling. I gave her a half smile as she let her hands fall from her stomach.

“Right…sorry.” I said again, not quite sure what else to say.

“You don’t talk much, do you?” She asked me. I shrugged and looked over at her. She was staring at me intently and I wasn’t quite sure what to say.

“I just…I have a lot on my mind recently.” I said slowly.

“Like what?” She sounded very curious.

“You’ll think it’s weird.” I said. She was silent for a minute, and I was beginning to think she was going to drop it.

“Try me.” She finally said.

“This isn’t the bathroom.” Bethany and I looked up and saw Zayn standing in the doorway.

“Zayn, we were just talking.” Bethany said as she stood up. “There’s no need to throw a hissy fit!”

“I’m not.” Zayn growled.

“Then stop being a little bitch. Harry and I were in a serious conversation.”

“I’m the one being a bitch?” Zayn questioned her.

“You know what; I think I’ll just leave.” I said, standing up.

“I think you should.” Zayn said.

“No, you aren’t going anywhere.” I felt Bethany grab my arm and pull me to her. I stumbled over the chair leg into her and we fell against her wall. Her hands touched my waist and my hands were above her head. I looked down at her and she was already looking up at me.

“Yes he is; he’s getting out.” Zayn said. I felt him yank me away from Bethany.

“What’s your deal, anyway?” Bethany demanded to know. Zayn froze and I turned to look at him too.

“Yeah, I’d like to know too. It wasn’t like we were doing anything.” I demanded. I felt Bethany’s stare since that was the most emotion she’s probably seen in me since we met.

“You’re both my close friends and I don’t like this. Bethany is like a sister to me.” Zayn said.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” We both looked at Bethany and she was running her hands through her hair. “We were talking…not fucking, Zayn. Of all people here, I know you know Harry well…so why are you being such a dick?”

“I’m not. I’m being protective.”

“Protective over what? We were TALKING!” Bethany yelled.

“I just…” Zayn started.

“You don’t need to be Chris…okay?” Bethany said.

“Who’s Chris?” I asked quietly.

“I’m just trying…”

“Well don’t…don’t try. What were you protecting me from; Harry? Are you telling me one of your closest friends is some psychopath?”

“No I just don’t want you hurt…after what happened with Mike…”

“Who’s Mike…?” I asked.

“My sort of ex that got signed to a skateboarding company and moved to Germany.” Bethany said.

“What happened?” I asked. She looked me in the eyes and I saw sadness in them.

“Distance.” She said quietly. I looked at Zayn and saw what he was getting at now.

“Nothing was happening between us, Zayn.” I choked out forcefully. “We were sitting here; talking about…I don’t even know.”

“What you were thinking about.” Bethany said. We both looked at Bethany and she shrugged.

“Thanks for that.” I said. She shrugged again and Zayn shook his head.

“Is everyone alright in here?” Liam asked as he walked in.

“Did you leave Niall alone in there?” Zayn asked.

“No…he’s with Paul, Craig, and the two little boys…I can’t remember their names.” Liam said with a shrug. Zayn sighed and pulled on Liam’s shoulders.

“Come on.” Zayn said, leaving with Liam. Bethany sighed and sat back down on the chair with her face in her hands.

“Should I leave now?” I asked quietly. She let out one single ‘ha’ and moved her hands.

“You can do whatever you want.” She said. I stood there for a minute before sitting back down. She put her legs back across me and I slowly placed my arms over them. “So…what’s been on your mind; you never answered it the first time.” She pointed out as she started playing with the tips of her hair.

“You’ll…you’ll freak out and leave.” I whispered.

“I live here…I’m not going anywhere.”

“You won’t want to talk to me anymore.” I said, trying to get her to stop asking.

“Fine; don’t tell me.” I ran my hands through my hair, knowing I shouldn’t have brought it up if I didn’t want her to know.

“Promise me you won’t look at me differently?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah, I do.” The way she said it, made me believe her. I sighed and kept my eyes down.

“For the past few months, every night, I’ve been having the same dream.” I said.

“Why were you thinking about it?” She asked me.

“Because it came true.” I whispered.

“What was the dream?” She asked. I knew I had sparked her interest and she was listening to me intently at this point. I sighed and ran my hands through her hair and looked her in the eyes.

“The dream was that I was going to come to America for the first time, we were going to get lost, and me and Zayn went on a walk, almost got ran over by a girl driving a car…” I stammered.

 

Bethany:

 Harry…has been dreaming of meeting me…for months now. I sat back in my chair, not realizing that I was leaning so far forward. I put my hands over my face and slowly ran them up through my hair.

“Did you know it was me?” I finally asked. Harry shrugged, still looking at me.

“I never got a clear look at your face but…from the blurred version I had, yeah…it looked like you.”

“Wow…” I said again slowly, not really believing this.

“So, when you said you knew us…I don’t know…it was weird…” Harry whispered.

“I said wow to the fact that…I’ve had the same dream too.” I said slowly.

“Wait…what?” Harry asked.

“I mean…that I was driving home from my friends’ house, I almost ran over two boys walking, and then I started freaking out to make sure everyone was okay…”

 

Harry:

It was my turn to stare. This couldn’t really be happening. This is too…weird for me. I looked at her and she was staring into my eyes. I started tracing circles on her legs and I felt goose bumps form.

“That is a…wow moment…” I said slowly.

“Do you…do you think it meant something?” Bethany asked. I saw her eyes and they were practically begging for an answer.

“Maybe…” I whispered. I reached over and touched her cheek lightly and I saw her eyelids flutter. “I think so…” She moved her legs from mine and scooted her chair closer to me. I felt butterflies and started to bite on my lip. She leaned in and kissed the side of my cheek, practically my lips. I gasped quietly as she pulled away.

“I think it did too.” She got up and walked out of the room. I sat there, still, unable to move. These dreams…they had to mean something.

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