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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“Where have you been?” My mom asked when I walked into the house during dinner.

“I was out with a friend.”

“You’re awful dirty and sweaty. Please go and shower. I’ll have Mary leave some dinner out for you.”

“Okay, thanks.” I whispered as I made my way upstairs. After I got upstairs, I saw my sister, Gemma sitting on her bed. “Gem?” I asked, knocking on her door. She looks up and motioned for me to come inside.

“What’s up?”

“I have a question…”

“Oh Jesus…not another girl…”

“She’s different…” Gem looked at me with a funny look on her face before it softened.

“You like her a lot, don’t you?” I nodded, unable to form words. “Ask her out; what girl can resist my little brother?”

“She can…”


“And we are dating it’s just…it’s a deal. It’s not even a real relationship.”

“How is it a deal?” Gem’s face was crossed with confusion.

“She’ll date me if I help her with her dance.”

“Wow…that sounds healthy.”

“If it gets her to date me…”

“Are you really that desperate for this girl?” I nodded again, looking down and feeling ashamed of myself for forcing Bethany into this.

“She’s a runner…”

“What does that mean?”

“She’s going to be gone in a couple months.”


“She won’t tell anybody…” I whispered, getting really depressed just thinking about it.

“Well, maybe she’ll learn to like you and stay.”

“I hope you’re right…”

“Yeah, now go shower. You’re stinking up my room.” I gave Gem a half smile before walking out and going to my bathroom to shower before dinner.



I couldn’t fall asleep that night. All I could think about was Harry. I didn’t want him to know that I actually did sort of like him, so I had to keep pretending this was all torture to me. However, in a way it still was. The fact knowing that leaving in a couple months and if this was going to keep going, I would be with Harry for a few months, hurt. I didn’t want to think about leaving Perrie, Zayn, and Harry behind.

The next morning, I told Perrie I was sick and didn’t feel up to school. I didn’t want to see Harry or Zayn because of all the thoughts running through my head. I didn’t want to deal with everyone. I stayed in bed, trying to get back to sleep since I didn’t sleep good the night before.



“Where’s Bethany?” I asked Perrie the next morning, who showed up without Bethany.

“She’s home sick. She seemed really pale this morning so I didn’t fight her on it.” I nodded as Perrie walked past me. I looked at the school, than at my car. I knew I was going to get in trouble for this, but I was going to do it. I was leaving.



About fifteen minutes later, I was almost back to sleep when there was a knock at our door. I groaned and rolled out of bed. I made my way to the door and when I opened it, I almost fell over.


“How are you feeling? Perrie said you didn’t feel good this morning.”

“You should be in school.”

“That’s not what a good boyfriend would do. A good boyfriend would take care of his girl.” I swallowed as Harry grabbed my arms, pushing me back into the flat. “Now, where is the tea and soup…?” Harry said to himself as he started rummaging through our kitchen.


“Why are you still out here? Go back to bed.” I nodded and made my way back to my room. I wasn’t sure how I felt about this, but I guess I didn’t have any say in any of it. I mean, I did agree to this so I couldn’t be too mad about it.

I crawled back into bed, pulling the blankets up to my chin and closing my eyes. I moved around for a few minutes before I found myself comfortable on my stomach with my face practically shoved into the pillow.

“Here you go.” I glanced up and saw Harry walking in with a tray. I rolled back over and sat up so Harry could place the tray on my lap. However, to my surprise, he didn’t.

“Uhm…is that for you or me?” Harry gave me a half smile and shook his head.

“You, but I’m feeding you.”

“I’m a big girl; I can feed myself.” Harry’s face fell and I rolled my eyes and sighed. “Fine…” Harry smiled and lifted the spoon to my lips, letting the soup into my mouth. We did this until the soup was gone than he handed me the tea to drink.

“Is there anything else you need?” Harry asked quietly. I shrugged and placed the tea mug on my nightstand.

“I think I’m good.” I said as I slowly curled back into my bed and blankets. Harry nodded and sat there watching as I started to fall back asleep. However, before I fell asleep, I felt Harry wrap his arms around my waist and pull me to him. I would’ve pushed him off me but something was welcoming about his embrace. I didn’t want him to let me go. I liked having him hold me. It almost made me feel safe and protected…like no one could get to me; especially him.

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