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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“So can you tell me everything you saw?” The officer asked me for maybe the third time. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“Tell you everything I saw? My girlfriends Uncle kidnapped her and shot her best friend before he left with her…that’s literally everything. Can you please go find my fucking girlfriend?!” I screamed, getting angry, as tears started to roll down my cheeks. The officer rolled his eyes and moved onto Zayn. “YOU GOD DAMN FUCKING PRICK!” I yelled after the cop who turned his back and started his way back towards me. “MY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND IS BEING HELD HOSTAGE AND YOU DON’T EVEN GIVE A SHIT TO GO FUCKING FIND HER! YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT, YOU FUCK!” Before the cop could get to me, another cop intercepted him, sent him back to Zayn, and another cop came over by me.
“Sir, you have every right to be upset but we can only move so fast…”
“Sir, what do you mean by last time?”
“Oh so now you fucking care!”
“Her fucking uncle killed her parents…she knows and has been running from him ever since. He’s caught her and tortured her many times and I just so happened to save her from one of those times because you FUCKS CAN’T DO YOUR DAMN JOB!”
“Sir, please calm down…can you tell us what this man looks like?” I sighed and looked around before I paused. “Sir…sir…what is it sir…”
“He looks like that…” I pointed to the man who was holding Bethany by her hair and a gun to her head…bleeding from everywhere possible…  
Everyone turned to look and all the cops immediately held their guns up, pointed at G. And G could only laughed at this like it was some form of joke.

I was slowly losing consciousness. There was a bright light taking over my whole body and I was slowly giving into it. I didn’t want to be here anymore, I didn’t want to keep doing this…over and over again. I wanted to give in.
“Hey baby…” I opened my eyes and saw my parents sitting next to me. “How are you my baby girl?” My mom asked, running her fingers through my hair.
“Mom?” I asked.
“Yes dear? How are you feeling?”
“I don’t want to keep doing this…” I mumbled, leaning onto her side. She half smiled at me and kissed my forehead.
“I know you don’t want to do this anymore, but look how far you’ve come?”
“What are you talking about?” I was about to start crying.
“Dad?” I asked, hearing his voice for the first time in years.
“Look how far you’ve come?”
“What do you mean, daddy?”
“You were always so scared of your uncle, and now look where you are?” He pointed down and I looked, and there I was, lifeless, as he was holding my hair with a gun to my head and I was bleeding.
“I’m dying…that’s where it got me…” I whispered.
“No, don’t look at you dear…look at the boy.” I listened to my mom and looked a little over to the left and there was Harry screaming and crying on his knees, begging for mercy.
“What are you trying to tell me?”
“Sweetie, look how far you’ve come? We’ve watched over you since we left you; we were never as strong as you are. We could’ve fought to hold onto our lives but we didn’t. You’re still fighting as we speak.”
“That doesn’t make me strong, mom…”
“Sure it does.” MY dad whispered, coming closer to me and my mom. “You finally opened up and made some friends, you found the strength to confront G…you fell in love…”
“Go back to him.” My mom whispered in my ear. I looked down and saw G get shot in the head and heart and he went down. As he was going down, police and the first aid squad came running to me and Harry was in the mist of it all fighting to get to me.
“We approve of him sweetie; go to him…” My mom whispered before kissing me. She slowly started fading as my dad kissed my forehead and starting fading along with her.
“DON’T LEAVE ME!” I screamed. But it was too late…everything went black.

“Are you okay?” I looked up from my hands and saw Louis there. I looked down at the hospital bed and looked at Bethany, who was lifeless.
“No…but how is Perrie?”
“She just got out of surgery and is recovering.”
“But she’s awake?”
“Yup…” I nodded slowly as Louis came and sat next to me. “She’s going to wake up man.”
“How do you know?”
“She loves you too much to leave you.” I looked at Louis and he just shrugged.
“What are you talking about?”
“Look at her man; she fought for so long, ran for years, and she found you and finally found it in her to stand up for herself, you, Perrie, Zayn…”
“Yeah but now she’s paying the price for it!”
“Did you see her when G was holding the gun to her head in the streets?” I shook my head no, as Louis was looking down at his hands. “She was pale, lifeless…”
“Bro, I don’t want to hear this.”
“Hear me out…” I nodded and let him continue. “She was smiling.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I’ve seen the look she had on her face before. I know what she saw…”
“What do you mean?”
“She died, Harry. But she didn’t fully die. She started fighting because she saw her parents and they told her something she wanted to hear…I know the look.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“Because I saw the same look on El’s face before she died of cancer. Remember when she went into a coma for a few days, died once but she had a slight smile on her face?”
“Yeah…I remember.”
“Remember what she told me when she woke up?”
“That her grandpa approved of you…that she saw him in a dream.”
“She had the same look Harry…she saw her parents.”
I got quiet as Louis stood up and walked out of the room slowly. I looked back at Bethany and she had that slight smile on her face still. I half smiled before I started crying. I knew she was at peace for once in a long time, so I was going to be happy for her.
A week went by and we were all sitting in Bethany’s room. Perrie was finally allowed to join us and we were all around Bethany’s bed. She still had that smile on her face; it never left her face. That’s how I knew she wasn’t in pain anymore.
“When is she going to wake up?” Perrie asked sadly.
“The doctors are giving her 24 more hours until they pull the plug.” I said slowly.
“And you’re okay with this…?” I looked down and shrugged.
“No…but I know she isn’t in pain anymore.” Perrie looked at her while I glanced at Louis. I knew he was proud of me for slowly accepting this, but it still broke my heart. I still wanted her to wake up.

“Are you going to go back to him?” My mom asked me. I looked down at all my friends sitting around my bed and sighed.
“I want to be with you guys…”
“Bethany, it isn’t your time.” My dad said.
“What if it is?”
“That’s for you to decide…we can only tell you what we think.”
“Thanks dad…but I don’t want to go back just yet.”
“You only have 24 hours.” My mom pointed out. I sighed and looked at all of my friends. “Go baby girl…go do what you have to do.” I sighed and kissed both their cheeks.
“I’ll be back.” I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and dove back towards my body, full force, hoping for the best.

“What was that?!” I asked, after feeling a strong wind pass me.
“I don’t know…I felt it too.” Perrie said slowly. We were looking around, noticing there was nowhere that wind could’ve come from. I was about to look back down when the heart monitor started picking up and Bethany was fighting to open her eyes.
I shot out of my chair and went to her side and held her hands. I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes, scared it was all too good to be true.
“Come on baby…come on…?”
“Hi…” I opened my eyes and saw Bethany looking at me; tired, still beaten up, but she had a smile on her face.
“Did you have a nice nap?” I asked her. Her smile brightened and she met my eyes.
“My parents wanted me to tell you something…” She whispered hoarsely.
“What’s that?”
“They wanted me to tell you they like you…and they told me to come back for you, because you needed me…”
“I do need you…and I hope they like me...”
“They do. They really do.” She smiled, closed her eyes, and rested back down. The doctors came in and took her vitals, making sure everything was normal.
It took her a few months to be able to get back on her feet, but she did it. When she did, she never left my side, too scared. Even though G was gone for good, she was still scared. Not that I blamed her; something like this would fuck with someone pretty badly but hey…she came back for me.
And to think…it all started with a dance.
The End

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