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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5. Woken Up

 

“WHAT THE FUCK! GET UP! UP! OUT OF THE BED!” Bethany and I shot up out of the bed and looked around. Zayn was standing at the edge of the bed screaming. His face was red with anger and Bradie and Niall had just come running in.

“What the hell was that?!” Niall demanded.

“DO YOU NOT SEE THIS?!” Zayn screamed. Bethany pulled herself off the floor and I sat up.

“I see a Bethany on the floor and a tired Harry…” Niall said slowly.

“THEY WERE SLEEPING TOGETHER!”

“Yeah…I left the room last night so I wouldn’t be in their way.” Niall said.

“WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU LET HER SLEEP IN HERE?!”

“Louis was in her bed, Liam was in Bradie’s, and she didn’t feel comfortable sleeping in your room.”

“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM HER?!” Zayn screamed, turning his attention to Harry.

“What? We’re both clothed…we didn’t do anything but sleep…literally.” I grumbled.

“Zayn, calm down. We were literally sleeping.” Bethany said.

“I’M NOT GOING T O CALM DOWN! I TOLD YOU I DIDN’T LIKE YOU TWO TOGETHER!”

“What, so…Zee and Louis is okay, but Harry can’t be with Bethany? You’ve known Zee for just as long as you’ve known Bethany…why pick on Bethany? I’m not saying to go pick on Zee, I’m just curious.” Niall demanded.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP, NIALL!”

“NO! NO I WON’T! THIS IS UTTER BULLSHIT! WHATTHE HELL IS THE PROBLEM HERE?! THEY’RE BOTH FUCKING HAPPY WITH EACH OTHER AND YOU NEED TO BE A GOD DAMN DOUCHE BAG!” Niall screamed. I was shocked with Niall’s reaction because he almost never gets mad.

“I’m looking out for a friend!”

“NO YOU AREN’T! YOU’RE MAKING ME MISERABLE!” Bethany screamed as she got off the floor. “ALL YOU DO IS TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU HATE HARRY AND I BUT NEVER ONCE WAS I ASKED HOW I FEEL ABOUT HIM, NEVER ONCE WAS I ASKED HOW I FELT ABOUT IT, HOW I WANT TO HANDLE IT! I GET YOU DON’T WANT ME HURT AGAIN, BUT MAYBE I WANT TO RISK IT FOR HIM!”

“You would really put yourself back in therapy for a guy?” Zayn asked, getting in Bethany’s face. I froze up, not knowing that she was put in therapy over a guy before.

“At this rate, I’d be going to therapy for murdering an asshole like you.” Bethany said through gritted teeth.

“I’m looking out for you. I don’t want you to see Harry anymore.” Zayn reached for Bethany’s arm but she pulled away.

“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME!”

“LISTEN TO ME…” SLAP. Everyone in the room gasped. Zayn put a hand to his face gingerly and looked back up at Bethany.

“I’m not going to listen to you. You can fuck off!” Bethany pushed Zayn away and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

“Nice going Harry.” Zayn grumbled. He turned to walk out but Bradie stood in his way. “Move.” She demanded.

“No.” Bradie crossed her arms. I couldn’t help but smirk because Bradie was at least half Zayn’s height.

“I’ll fucking move you if you don’t move yourself.”

“You won’t lay a fucking finger on her.” Niall said, stepping in.

“Why are you being like this anyway? I get that Bethany is like a little sister to you, but what the hell is the big deal?” I asked.  

“Bethany was with this guy, Mike…he was a few years older than her. He dropped out of high school to go to Germany because he got signed. They stayed together but he was far from faithful and he was a complete ass to her. She found everything out about him through the news. She ended up in therapy because of the distance and the amount of girls he got with.” Bradie said.

“You think just because we live across the ocean, I’m going to be an ass to her and cheat on her? I think you have the complete ass down now…and she’s here with us.” I said as I got out of bed.

“That’s uncalled for.” Zayn said.

“I think the way you’re treating her and I is uncalled for.” I said, getting angry.

“Yeah, we were both there for Bethany when she had to go through therapy, Zayn. Why can’t you just let her do what she wants? She isn’t five. She knows how to handle herself and if she has a problem, she’s smart enough to put herself back in therapy.” Bradie pointed out.

“No. I’m not putting her in the position where she could possibly have to go back.” Zayn said, curling his fingers into fists.

“You’re getting angry over nothing!” Niall said, getting annoyed.

“You won’t see her, and if you do…management, me, and the paps will have a field day.” Zayn threatened.   

“So…just so I wouldn’t see her…you would make her life hell?” Bradie asked.

“What a good friend you are?” I said.

“That’s a real asshole move, Zayn.” Niall said, shaking his head.

“You can’t see Bethany.” Zayn pushed again.

“You know what…fine. You win Zayn. You fucking win. I hope you’re happy.” I said, throwing my hands up in frustration.

“When Bethany ends up back in therapy because of you…you better know that I will be fucking coming after you. This is a new all time low for you, Zayn Malik.” Bradie threatened.

“Nice…nice going.” Niall shook his head and we all walked out of my room, leaving Zayn there.

 

Bethany:

Harry, Niall, and Bradie came out while I was on the couch, crying into Zee’s lap. Louis was on Zee’s other side, and Liam was on my side. They were trying to comfort me, but nothing was working.

“Any luck?” I heard Liam whisper.

“No; Zayn has hit a new all time low on the protective scale.” Niall said. I let out another round of hysterical sobs. I heard more footsteps and realized the room went quiet minus my sobs.

“What?” I heard Zayn’s voice and I started screaming uncontrollably into Zee.

“I FUCKING HATE YOU ZAYN MALIK! I FUCKING HATE YOU!” I screamed. I flung myself off the couch and went running into my room, slamming the door behind me. 

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