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


43. My Time

When I pulled up, I got a couple of bags and slowly made my way inside. As soon as I got inside, I made my way up to my old room and threw my stuff down. Everything was just how I left it in case something like this happened.

“Welcome back…” I turned around and saw Louis standing there.

“So you heard?”

“Yeah…Zayn told us. He’s also pretty banged up, thanks to you.”

“It’s not fair that he gets his way; he doesn’t know what Bethany and I were like.”

“I honestly think it was the jealously and the protective instinct kicking in over-drive.”

“I don’t care what it was…I love Bethany and I want her back.”

“We know mate, we know…” I felt the tears start coming back on as I saw Zayn walk past the room. 

“Awe, look who’s back?” Zayn said snottily. I went after him, but Louis grabbed me before I could and held me back.

“He isn’t worth it Harry, Zayn isn’t worth it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!” Zayn snapped.

“It means you’re bullshit and shouldn’t be fucking alive!”

“Harry…” Louis said. I fell weak in his arms and started sobbing into his chest.

“I love her, Lou…I’m in love with her…” Louis slightly lifted me, carried me into my room, and closed the door behind him. He walked me over to the bed and laid me down.

“I know Haz…we’re going to get through this; you both will push through this and find a way to be together.”

“I love her Lou…I love her…” Was all I could say until I passed out in Louis’s arms from crying so much.



I spent the next hour crying on my floor. I called Chelsea and she was on her way over to help me out since she knew what I did when I was alone.

“Love…” I looked up and saw Chelsea standing there. She came over, sat next to me, and hugged me tightly.

“I love him, Chels…”

“I know you do boo…I know. You guys will find a way to be together, I promise you. You guys love each other too much.”

“We aren’t even allowed to have contact with each other…”

“Bethany, be positive.”

“I can’t be positive; I lost the one positive person in my life.”

“Management will come around and you two will be allowed together; just give it time.” I looked up at Chelsea with my eyeliner and mascara running down my cheeks.

“Give it time? If I give life anymore time, I’ll be standing on the side of a really high up building, or on the side of a bridge ready to kill myself…I don’t have time.” Chelsea’s eyes grew wide and she went silent. I knew I had driven her speechless, but that was the point. That…and it was the truth. I didn’t have any time left- my time here was over.     

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