Dancing Away With My Heart

What happens when bad boy, Harry Styles and Zayn Malik, the quiet one, falls for the most innocent girl in school...Bethany? Will she stop running or will she run faster? *Includes alcohol, sex, references/actions of self-harm, and cursing*


12. 12

The next morning, I was woken up by my alarm. School. I rolled over and slammed my alarm to the floor, causing it to shut up. I groaned and rolled out of bed. I changed into my typical man-sweater and leggings with a beanie and high tops.

“Do you ever wear anything besides that?” Perrie questioned. I rolled my eyes, not expecting her to understand. She always dressed so properly and girly; it was cute.

“No; I like what I wear.”

“That makes one of us. One day, can I give you a makeover?”

“I’d rather not.”

“Is that a yes?”

“No.” I grabbed my beige backpack and threw it over my shoulder. I waited as Perrie pulled her shoes on and put her shoes on until we walked to her car. When we go to her car, she let the windows down, letting out hair fly out around us.

When we pulled into the school parking lot, everyone turned to look since her music was up loud. I tried hiding my face, but I knew it wasn’t working.

We climbed out of her car after she parked it and slowly made our way into school. I felt eyes on me, but I didn’t know why.

“Why is everyone looking at me?” I whispered to Perrie.

“I couldn’t tell you…” I looked around, trying to think what I’ve done in the past two days, but nothing came to mind.

“Are you Bethany?” Some random girl asked me. I nodded and she smiled. “So you were the girl at Zayn’s cocktail party!” I nodded again and she smiled. “She guys, it is her!” I looked around and more people were beginning to gather.

“Lex, leave her alone.” Harry said, coming to my rescue. We made eye contact and I shuddered. There was something very off about this boy.

“What? It was just a question.”

“Leave her alone. She doesn’t want to be bothered by you.”

“I don’t want to be bothered by you either.” I snapped, pushing my way out of the crowd. One fucking cocktail party…and everyone knows who I am. Fuck this.

The school day consisted of Harry trying to talk to me, and all of Zayn’s friends talking to me, though I never actually did see Zayn. It kind of disappointed me that I didn’t see him, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

After school, per usual, I was taking the bus to dance and when I got there, of course, Harry and Zayn were both there with Juliet.

“HI BETHANY!” Juliet called to me, making Zayn and Harry both turn to face me.

“Hey baby!” I called, picking her up in my arms and spinning her around. “Is it just us today?”

“As always!”

“Good…I need some Bethany and Juliet bonding!”

“Me too!” I laughed as I put her down. Zayn was smiling at me and Harry was just watching me. Could he be any creepier? “Well, are you ready to practice?” Juliet nodded her head furiously as Zayn and Harry took their seats. I took her hand as we walked up to the stage  so we could work on her routine, just her and I, which was very needed- there were always those times when you wanted to escape reality…Juliet was my escape.    

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