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*

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When we got to dance, Harry and I had the stage to ourselves. The other dancers were using the mirror room and backstage to rehearse.

“So…what exactly am I doing?” Harry asked as he walked center stage.

“First, you need to change out of jeans and into sweats.” I said, throwing pants at him. He caught them and looked at me with surprise.

“Where can I change?”

“Right there.” I said, making him smirk. I rolled my eyes and turned around while he changed into his sweatpants.

“Alright.” I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Harry was done so I walked up to him.

“Ready?”

“No…since I have no idea what I’m doing.” Harry said sassily.

“You need to chill the sass, first off. After that, follow my lead.”

“I don’t dance so I don’t know what that means…”

“It means do what I do but in a more guy-ish version.”

“I still don’t get it.” I sighed and walked over to start the music. I positioned myself facing him and our eyes locked. Once the music started I started moving on and around him and after a couple seconds, Harry picked up and followed my lead.

After the song ended, we were nose to nose and our lips were almost touching. We were both sweating and breathing heavily.

“That’s how you follow someone’s lead.” I whispered, stepping back. Harry’s arm dropped from around my waist but didn’t take his eyes off mine.

“Right…” Harry nodded slightly while I went to drink some water.

“You aren’t half bad either.”

“You’re phenomenal.”

“Thanks Styles.” I said, smirking. I heard Harry laugh and I rolled my eyes. “Again.”

“Again, what?”

“We’re going through the song again.” Harry’s jaw dropped and he groaned.

“I don’t want to.”

“Do you want me to cooperate?” Harry sighed and walked back to center stage with me. “That’s what I thought.” Harry rolled his eyes as we went back to rehearsing.

After dance, Harry drove me home and left right after, thank god. I couldn’t bear to see him anymore after all the time we spent together today. I was even half debating skipping school tomorrow just so I wouldn’t have to see him.

“So how was dance with Harry?” Perrie asked as I walked through the door.

“It was…interesting.”

“How so?”

“He’s actually not half bad at it. It’s weird. He can’t dance but he can help me dance…”

“What does that even mean…?”

“I don’t know to be honest with you. He just isn’t as bad as I thought he was going to be.” Perrie smirked and shook her head.

“You are ridiculous.”

“How so?”

“You really do like Harry, don’t you?”

“I don’t.” I snapped, making Perrie roll her eyes.

“You can keep telling yourself that but why else would you agree to date him on this condition?”

“I didn’t agree to anything.”

“Whatever you say; you like him and you know you wouldn’t leave if you admitted it to yourself.”

“I don’t like him, P; and I’m still leaving- like it or not.” Perrie’s face fell but at this point I didn’t care. I walked off to my room to get ready for bed so I wouldn’t need to talk to anyone anymore. I didn’t know why Harry had to do this to me. I don’t even know what this is. He just made my head spin in circles when in reality I knew that if he kept this up, I wouldn’t want to leave…and I couldn’t have that; he would find me…  

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