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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School, dance practice…it was all awkward and difficult for me for the next couple months. The dance recital was coming up but it didn’t change anything. I was still leaving and I still wanted Harry. Though, I would never admit that to him because I knew he would stop me from leaving at all.

“Hey.” Harry said as he walked in for dance.

“Hello.” I whispered. Harry was looking around at all the extra people, looking surprised.

“What’s all this?”

“Well…we have to pick backup dancers.”

“Is that what we’re doing today?” I nodded as I hopped off the stage and walked up to Harry.

“Look…Harry…” I started slowly.

“Save it Bethany…it isn’t all that important.” I nodded and pushed tears back.

“Yeah…” We walked back onto the stage, taught everyone a section of the dance, and then went to sit in the audience to audition them since we didn’t need all of them. The whole time, I was glancing over at Harry since I wanted for nothing more than to kiss him. I liked him.



It took all my strength not to stare at Bethany. She always looked so beautiful to me. I still liked her, not that I wanted to. I knew she would be leaving soon so this made everything more hard on me. I was also quite curious on what she wanted to say to me but I knew it would most likely hurt me so I pushed it to the side. I felt bad after seeing her reaction but I didn’t know what else to do.

“Alright so…which ones? We only need about ten- five boys, five girls.” Bethany said. I snapped away from my thoughts and replayed what they had done and how well they had done. After being in dance for so long with Bethany, I had picked up a few key points so I knew what I was talking about.

“I liked these couples.” I said, pointing to the numbers on the sheet.

“I liked them too.” Bethany whispered. “Alright so numbers 1, 2, 6, 7, 8, 9, 12, 13, 17, and 18 are the ones we pick. Thank you everyone else for coming though. The ones I picked, you’re staying the others are dismissed.”

“What exactly are they being taught?”

“Depends on the part of the song.” Bethany whispered, making her way around me.

“Bethany…” I grabbed her wrist and she turned to face me. Her eyes were glazed over yet they were still so captivating.

“It isn’t that important, Harry.” She whispered, pulling her wrist from my grip. I suddenly felt the emotion she probably felt when I said it to her. I pushed back tears and followed her to the stage to follow her lead, yet again. 

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