The Fighter

Harry is dragged by Zayn to a female boxing match to see one of the best female fighters-Bethany. Harry watches Bethany as she fights and realizes by the way she moves, something about her is off but she's still powerful. When he gets the chance to meet her, and their relationship takes off, can they fight to keep their relationship together or will they be pulled apart because they both lead two totally different lives and Bethany's deep, dark secret?

*Includes sex, alcohol, self harm references/actions, and cursing*

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23. Chasing

“Bethany, you will never understand why I keep chasing after you, just like I’ll never understand you, but I’m not going to stop. There is something about you that makes me want to keep coming back to you and I will never stop fighting for you.”

“Harry…” I whispered between sobs.

“You can push me away all you want, but I will always be waiting for you at the end of the day at your front door. I will never run from you. I’m yours.”

“But…”

“Please…be mine; be my girlfriend. I will be with you through all of this- I will never push you for more than you’re willing to give. All I want to be is yours.”

“Harry…”

“Yes?” I sucked in my breath and looked up at him.

“You’ll promise to stick with me through all of it, and never ask questions?”

“I can’t promise I won’t ask, but I defiantly won’t push for an answer.” I nodded slowly.

“Good enough for me…”

“So is that a yes? Will you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes.” I whispered. Harry sighed with relief and kissed my head. I half smiled as I rested my head back on him. I was happy to finally have someone in my life again, but at the same time I wasn’t sure if I would be able to handle it. The last person who was in my life died, and the few friends I have don’t understand me. Mike and my handler are the only two who understand who I am and why because they were there. I sighed and closed my eyes, letting the tears fall through the cracks of my eyelids.

“I will never leave you.” Harry whispered. “I care about you too much.” I clung to his shirt even tighter and let a few more whimpers out before my body began to shut down, and put itself to sleep.  

 

Harry:

She was mine…she was all mine. I watched her sleep in my arms as tears still rolled down her perfectly shaped face. I gently wiped them away, not wanting to wake her up. I knew better than to do so since I knew this was probably well needed sleep.

I didn’t know what it was, but there was something about her that dragged me in. It wasn’t the fact that she was hiding things from me, or that she had a past because everyone does; I couldn’t tell you what it is about her that pulls me in, but I liked it.

It took a couple hours to get used to her bed, but after I did I was out cold, still holding her tightly to my body. I was almost scared to let her go. I felt like if I did, I would end up losing her, and I didn’t want that…I didn’t want that at all.                              

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