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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I felt like I was slowly dying. I had no energy to even fight G back and I knew this was what he wanted to do to me. He wanted to make me feel worthless so killing me would be easier for him.

“Don’t…move…” I looked up to the sound of a girl’s voice and my eyes got wide when I saw Perrie climbing through a window.

“Perrie?” My voice was hoarse and Harry’s mouth was duct taped so he couldn’t respond.

“Look, I know where G is and I can only get one of you…”

“Fefany…” Harry mumbled. Perrie looked at me and I nodded. She quickly ran over to me and pulled out a pocket knife. She cut the ropes on my ankles and wrists, allowing them to feel hair. However, it stung thanks to all the cuts, blood, and swelling.

“We’ll come back for you…” I whispered to Harry who nodded desperately. I kissed his duct taped mouth before running to the window limply and climbing out after Perrie.

“How did you find us?” I asked when we got on the ground and safely away from where G was.

“When you didn’t call me, I figured something was up so…Zayn and I started tracking you guys.”


“Yeah, he’s here too. H wouldn’t let me go on my own.”

“What about the other guys?”

“They’re still back in London.”

“Wait…where are we?” I asked.

“We…my friend, are in Greece.” I was shocked, not realizing how far G had taken Harry and me.


“Come on; we need to get you out of public and to where Zayn and I are staying.” I nodded as Perrie pulled me along since I was so weak from lack of food and sun.



“WHERE THE HELL IS SHE, BOY?!” The belt went across my back again, but at this point it barely hurt.

“I don’t know…” I mumbled, which was the truth.


“An angel saved her.” I whispered, causing the belt to go against me a couple more times.

“You’ll tell me one of these days, boy.” G picked me up by my arm and dragged me over to a closet before throwing me in and locking me there. At least here I wouldn’t have to see the wicked mans’ face that was beating on my girlfriend.

I wanted for nothing more than to kill this man, and I knew if I had the chance, I would. However I knew this was a problem since that would land me in jail. The last thing Bethany needed was me in jail. But he was hurting my girlfriend. I’ve never seen her in so much pain before. I wanted to comfort her and not being able to, killed me.

At least she was safe…for now.



“Damn, you got a hell of a lot smaller…” Zayn said when Perrie and I walked in.

“We weren’t exactly fed well, if any at all…” I whispered, making Zayn nod.

“We’ll figure out a way to get Harry out as soon as you’re better.”

“No…we need to figure out a plan now. I can’t have him there any longer or G will kill him off. You don’t understand how dangerous this man is!” I pleaded, making Zayn grab my shoulders.

“Perrie and I will get him tonight; I’ll run out and get the plane tickets so we can get out of here.”

“Where are we going…?” I whispered.

“America; Perrie has family there that is allowing us to stay with them.” I started sobbing almost immediately after Zayn announced this. Knowing I’d finally be out of England or Europe in general made me so happy. I needed something new.


“Perrie, you ready?” Zayn asked her as I was sitting by the door, waiting to be driven to the airport.

“Yes sir.” Perrie was dressed in all black as was Zayn so they could get Harry without being seen by G.

“Where am I waiting for you?”

“You’ll be right outside the airport. I already paid the car service to take you so you don’t need to worry about that. By the time you get there, we should have Harry if all goes as planned.

“What if something goes wrong?” I asked slowly.

“I’ll text you the code letters of 2249.” Perrie said.

“What does that mean?”

“That means we’ll either be longer than planned; 2240 means that we all got caught.”

“What am I supposed to do if you guys get caught…?”

“Get Louis, Liam, and Niall- they’re on stand-by for you to contact them.” Zayn responded.

“You guys planned this all out, didn’t you?”

“We aren’t leaving room for mistakes. We need to get you out of here, and this is how we’re doing it.”

“Thank you so much…” I whispered, starting to cry. Zayn and Perrie both hugged me before we made our way to our separate cars; Zayn and Perrie to G’s and me to the airport. This was the start of a new life, something that I needed, my escape.  

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