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


33. Lullaby


When I got home, I started packing my belongings to bring to Zee’s house with me. In a week, I had it all packed up and I was moving out. I had officially changed my address and moved out. For the next few months, I was living under Zee’s parent’s rules. That was, up until I moved to England with Harry at the end of December.

When I finally moved in, I had been moved into their guest room. It was a small room but it was enough for me. It had a bed, a nightstand, and a closet. That was all I really needed.

I had been living there for a month when I got the first Skype call from Harry. I was sitting on my bed looking for places to live, prices, and jobs in London when in the corner of my screen, a little notification popped up saying Harry Styles would like to Skype. I quickly accepted it.

“Hey baby!” I whispered, since it was late at night here.

“Hey.” Harry smiled into the camera.

“How late is it by you? It has to be like…five in the morning by you.” Harry nodded. “Why are you still awake?”

“I wanted to talk to you.” I smiled and blew a kiss to him.

“So, in a month I’ll be able to see you!” He sounded so excited when he said this; I couldn’t help but giggle and smile.

“I’m so excited to see you.”

“I’m excited to see you too!”

“I can see that.”

“But baby…we’ve only been able to have short conversations here and there…not being able to see your face has been killing me. How are you feeling? Are you getting any better?” I shrugged and looked down. “Baby…what does that mean?”

“It means I don’t think I’m getting much better.”

“Why don’t you think that?”

“I don’t feel it. I feel like I’m just going numb.”

“You’ll be able to pull through this, alright?” I nodded and looked down.

“Has Zayn tried to pull anything…?” Harry sighed.

“Yeah, a lot. He’s been having a lot of meetings with management about us but so far he’s gotten nowhere.”

“Why does he have to do this to us…”

“He thinks it’s my fault you’re like this.”

“If anything, it’s Zayn’s fault.” I said, holding back tears.

“I know, but he won’t accept that. Look, you should get some sleep. Do you want me to let you go?”

“Wait for me to fall asleep or I know I’ll do something I’ll regret.”

“Okay babe.” I sighed and turned on the side lamp. I placed my laptop on the nightstand facing me. I pulled the blankets up to my chin and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew, I heard Harry playing guitar softly and singing me a lullaby. I smiled for the first time and finally drifted off to sleep. 

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