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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The next morning, I was getting ready for school with Perrie. This was also her first year attending London schools so we were the two new kids on the block for the first day back to school since the summer ended.

“Are you ready?” Perrie asked.

“Not really.” I said, walking out of my room in a man’s sweater, leggings, and high top sneakers. My hair was back in a black beanie and I looked pretty rugged.

“Are you really going to school looking like that on your first day?!” I nodded and looked down at my outfit.

“I look fine.”

“You look like you rolled out of bed.

“I did.” Perrie rolled her eyes and dragged me out to her car. I was in 10th and she was in 11th year of school. That meant she only had one year left, unlike me who had two. But to be honest, I would probably be out of here in a couple months anyway.

Perrie drove us to school, taking an open spot. There were kids everywhere; hanging on the front steps, by the playground, in the parking lot by some kids cars…there were people everywhere. This wasn’t exactly the smallest school in the world. Perrie and I hopped out of the car and started walking into the school. Everyone had their eyes on us; perks of being the new kid.

Perrie and I got our schedules from the office and went off to find our lockers. Luckily, our lockers were next to each other and we had the first two lessons together so I didn’t have t totally suffer.

“Bethany?” I looked up and saw Zayn standing there with curly boy, or Harry.

“Hi.” I squeaked. Harry’s eyes were boring into mine, making me nervous.

“Since when do you go here?”

“As of now, obviously.” I felt Perrie nudge me, knowing she was eyeing down Zayn. “Oh, this is Perrie.”

“Nice to meet you.” Zayn flashed her a quiet smile, making her blush. “So where are you girls off to?”

“French.” Perrie and I said together.

“Me too.” Harry said, smirking. I nodded, biting my lip. There was something about him that made me feel uneasy.

“Oh, I don’t take a language; perks of being in 12th.”

“Lucky you…” I whispered.

“I’m still in 11th.” Harry said.  

“Yeah, because you got held back.” Zayn said.

“I wasn’t having 10th.”

“Yeah, he failed out of 10th.”

“That’s…cool.” I said as I shifted my weight to my other foot as the bell rang.

“Here, I’ll show you guys where french is.” I nodded and Perrie and I followed Harry to french.

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