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*


15. 15


“Where have you been?” Perrie questioned me. “You’ve been very MIA lately.”

“I was out with Zayn.”

“Oh…just Zayn?” I nodded and Perrie nodded back.

“Speaking of Zayn, he invited both of us to a party on Friday.” Perrie’s face lit up and I knew that covered for the whole going on a date with him tonight.


“Yeah, are you up for it?”

“Of course I am!”

“Good; we can suffer together.”

“I wouldn’t be suffering at a party with Zayn there…”

“I will be. I don’t really want to go.”

“So why did you say we would go?”

“I figured you would kill me if I said no and this is your chance to talk to Zayn; so there’s another reason you probably would’ve killed me if I said no.”

“Yeah, this is very true. Thanks babe…I’m actually excited for Friday now!” I laughed and shook my head.

“You’re ridiculous.” Perrie smiled and blew me a kiss as I made my way to my bedroom to get ready for bed.

When Friday rolled around, Perrie and I were getting ready together. Zayn had reminded me about the party- he must know me and the excuse I would’ve used. I forgot. Oh well. So here I was, getting all dolled up with the help of Perrie. She did the makeup and hair while I did clothes and accessories.

“I’m so excited!” Perrie said happily.

“Yeah, sames.”

“Please contain the excitement.”

“Believe me, I am.”

“You’re terrible. Can’t you at least pretend you want to go tonight?”

“Not really. I see no need to go around and get drunk with a bunch of random teenagers.”

“Ugh…you drive me insane!” Perrie groaned, making me smile. We finished getting dressed and we were fully ready around eight. Perrie and I walked down to the car as I directed her to his house. When we got there, there were cars and people everywhere. We walked in and the place was beyond packed.

“Hey, I thought you guys bailed!” Zayn yelled, walking up to us, putting his arm around me. I snaked my way out of it and moved to Perrie’s other side.

“We would never do that!” Perrie said flirtatiously. While Perrie was talking to Zayn, I snuck away since I didn’t want to be here to begin with.

“Woah, watch it!” I turned and saw Harry had spilled beer all over him.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” Harry looked up, saw me, and smiled.

“Eh, it’s you. It’s totally okay.” I rolled my eyes and looked elsewhere. “Do you need something to drink?”

“I don’t drink…”

“Wow…alright so would you like some water?” I nodded and Harry grabbed my hand, leading me to the kitchen. He tossed me a water bottle and grabbed one for himself. After that, he grabbed my hand again and led me upstairs.

“Why are we up here?”

“So I can change my shirt.”

“What makes you think I needed to be here, or even wanted to be here while you did that?”

“What else were you going to do? Wander around aimlessly and talk to no one?”

“That was the plan.”

“Why would you do that? You’re at Zayn’s party and you want to be anti-social?”

“Yeah… I said slowly as Harry stripped his shirt off. I bit my lip and looked away, trying to seem like I was looking around Zayn’s room.

“Does this look better?” I looked back at Harry and tried to suppress kissing him.

“Yeah, you look nice.” I said, nodding. Harry smirked and grabbed my hand again.

“So what would you like to do?”

“I would like to go home…but I don’t think Perrie is giving me that option.”

“How does a walk sound? Somewhere more quiet?”

“That sounds real nice…” I whispered. Harry smiled and pulled me by the hand down the stairs and out of the house, but not without Perrie and Zayn seeing us first. 

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