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*


11. Night with Harry


I woke up the next morning in bed. I yawned and stretched my arms out, confused on where I was and what I was doing in bed. Last I checked I had fallen asleep on the couch…

“Good morning.” I snapped my eyes up and saw Harry in nothing but his jeans from the night before.

“Good morning.” I said, blushing. Harry was pretty…ripped. He had a clear six pack that I didn’t expect a pretty boy like him to have.

“Tea?” I nodded and Harry walked over and sat down on my bed, handing me a mug.

“Thanks.” He smiled and nodded at me.

“Last night was fun.”

“Yeah…it was. I don’t remember the last time I had fun.” I whispered, making Harry smile.

“You do now.” I laughed slightly.

“Yeah.” I took another sip of tea before I noticed there was sun peaking through the windows. “SHIT!” I yelled. Harry looked startled as I flew out of the bed.

“What is it?!”

“I’m sorry…but I need to go.” Harry’s face fell slightly.

“Why…you just woke up?”

“I was supposed to be at the gym an hour ago. Mike is going to kill me.” I groaned.

“I’ll give you a lift.” Harry jumped in.

“Really?” I asked as I peeled off my shirt.

“Yeah, sure.” I pulled a sports bra on and unsnapped my regular bra, pulled on a zip up hoodie, then pulled on basketball shorts. I threw some spare clothes in my bag and grabbed my sneakers.

“Let’s go!” I called. Harry grabbed his keys and his shirt and we ran outside.

We got to the gym about ten minutes later. I ran in with Harry behind me. He was still shirtless but I didn’t mind in the slightest.

“You’re late.” Mike demanded.

“I over slept…stuff happened with Dan last night.” Mike sighed than eyed up Harry.

“Harry, nice to see you again.”

“You too sir.” Harry said as he pulled his shirt on.

“What did you have to do with the whole Dan situation?”

“I was just being a friend. I don’t actually know what’s going on.” Harry said with a shrug. Mike seemed convinced with his answer and looked at me.

“Let’s go…you have an extra hour of practice now since you came an hour late.”

“Yes coach.” I mumbled.

“Hey uhm…Bethany, I’m going to get something for breakfast. I’ll be back, alright?”

“Yeah, sure. See you later.” I said, giving Harry a slight wave as he walked out. I went over to the weights and started lifting, starting practice off right while I waited for Harry to get back and for practice to be over. I think this was the first time ever I wanted practice to end.

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