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*


23. 23

I woke up with Harry next to me, sleeping. He wasn’t holding m anymore, he had rolled over. I grabbed my phone to check the time but instead found a message from a blocked number.

I’m going to find you. You can’t run forever. – G

I froze, unable to move. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I wanted for nothing more than to break down and started screaming but I knew Harry would wake up and I couldn’t wake him up, let alone tell him something like this.

I quickly deleted the message and curled back into my bed, wanting for nothing more than to die. He was scary…he was a murderer.

“Bethany, you awake?” I heard Harry grumble.

“Yeah.” I whispered, not turning over to face him. I felt Harry’s arm drape around my waist and pull me closer to him. I felt the sense of protection come back and I suddenly felt better. He kissed my cheek, making me want to smile but I held it back.

“How’d you sleep?”


“You sure? You sound pretty…down.”

“I’m just trying to wake up.” I mumbled, holding back tears still. Harry nuzzled my neck, making me feel that sense of protection again. I sighed and I heard Harry laugh quietly. “What?”

“You like me.”

“I don’t. You’re an asshole.”

“Would an asshole skip school to take care of you?”

“Yeah, I think so. He came here just to be an asshole.”

“Ouch, that hurts.”

“Too bad.” I said, shoving him off me. I made my way to the shower and turned on the hot water.

“Can I join?” I jumped to the sound of Harry’s voice and slammed the bathroom door in his face and locked it. On the other side I heard his laugh.

“Shut up and go home!” I shouted through the door. I heard Harry laugh again.

“No can do princess…I’m not going anywhere.” I sighed, undressed, and stepped into the shower. I let the warm water run over me, calming me down as I let my tears flow down my cheeks. I let out a few sobs but I still needed to get it all out. I reached for my razor and dragged it across my wrists, letting out all the pain. I let it bleed out until I felt better. Once I was done, I placed the razor back where it was and let the blood run out. After I was done showering and the blood had finished running, I turned the water off and wrapped my wrist so Harry wouldn’t see. I got dressed and walked into my room where Harry was sitting on my bed with two mugs.


“Tea?” He asked, holding a mug to me. I walked up to him and took it, joining him on my bed.”Sorry for my asshole comment earlier. It was uncalled for.” Harry whispered. I looked at him and he looked genuinely sorry.

“It’s alright.” I said with a shrug.

“No, it isn’t. I hurt you and I would never want to do that.”

“You already have.” I whispered before standing up and walking out of the room. I couldn’t do this anymore. I needed to get out of here before he found me…and Harry wasn’t helping this situation.

“You realize the more you push me away, the closer to you I’ll come.” I turned to the sound of Harry’s voice with tears running down my cheeks.


“Because you can’t run forever; I won’t let you. I can’t lose you.”

“You’ll find someone new in no time.”



Okay so that hurt. I couldn’t deny it, but it was true. I had a reputation of a player and it didn’t surprise me that Bethany knew. However, what she didn’t know was that she was different. I needed her to keep going, to stay strong. I had never felt so alive with anyone but her and I didn’t want to lose that.

“I’ll just go…” I whispered. I placed the mug on her counter and before I walked out, I glanced at Bethany who hadn’t moved. “I really do care for you, Bethany.” She stayed silent so I opened her door and walked out, and down to my car. 

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