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 arrived in Romania, Harry and I smashed our phones and didn’t even bother to buy ourselves burn phones yet. I got all my hair chopped off so I would look different and Harry changed his style so now one would realize it was him before it was too late.

 I had gotten a job teaching dance to little kids at a local dance studio and Harry would come and watch while I was teaching. It made us enough money to rent out a cheap motel for a week and get very little food.


“Yeah Harry?”

“I never thought would enjoy living like this…but with you…I don’t mind living with nothing.” Harry whispered to me one night when we were cuddled up in bed together.

“I like having you with me too. I like not being alone.”

“Have you made any contact with Perrie?” I shook my head sadly, scared that when I did she would be furious with me.

“Have you made any contact with the boys?”

“I have with Louis…that’s it. I’m assuming he told the boys but…I never told my parents.”

“I’m scared…”

“Don’t be baby…” Harry whispered into my ear. I felt tears prick my eyes before falling asleep on Harry’s chest. I never thought I’d be so happy to have someone running with me…never before in my life.

Weeks passed and we stayed in Romania. I was still only making barely enough to get us by for a week at a time but I decided one day to splurge and call Perrie.

“Hello, this is Perrie.”

“Perrie…it’s me…”




“I’m with Harry…”

“That didn’t answer my question.”

“I can’t tell you, Perrie. He’ll know and come after you too…”

“Bethany, please…this isn’t fair…I miss you so much!”

“I can’t tell you Perrie…please just trust me. Harry and I are okay.”

“I do trust you…”

“Thank you. You are honestly the best friend anyone could have.”

“Is there anything you want me to do to help you?”

“If he ever shows up…run.”

“How will I know it’s him?”

“You’ll just know…”

“Okay…I promise. If he does, how can I get in touch with you to meet up with you.”

“Keep your phone- don’t ever lose it and I’ll check in every now and again. If you’ve ever started running, we’ll find you.”


“You don’t know what I’ve learned over the years…”

“I can believe that.” I smiled and nodded.

“I need to go; good luck, Perrie.”

“You too.” I hung up and made my way back to the motel. Harry was waiting for me and kissed me when I got back.

“What took you so long?”

“I called Perrie on a payphone.”

“How is she?”

“She’s good. I promised her I would try and check in more often.”

“Not too often though babe; I know I’m not as good at this as you are, but I have picked up a little.”

“I can tell but…I know not to make too many calls and when I do not to give out too much information.”

“Good…we should get some sleep.” I nodded as Harry and I quickly showered and made our way to the bedroom to sleep. 

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