Intoxicated Love

Bethany has had her fair share of bad relationships in the past to the point where all she wants to do is party and have her one night stands that she doesn't even remember. But when she moves to England after she graduates, and meets Harry Styles, will that all change?

*Includes mentions of self harm, sex scenes, alcohol, drugs, and cursing.*


7. Caught Red Handed



After my meeting, I found out I’m leaving this upcoming Thursday and won’t be flying back until next Saturday. Bradie would be on her own until then. I had packed some, but almost as soon as we got home, Bradie decided we had to start getting ready for clubbing tonight.

“How do I look?” Bradie asked.

“Can I finish putting my hair up before you ask me?!” I called out from my bathroom.

“I want to see you! You always know how to dress and I really want to know if I look okay!” I smiled to myself before giving myself one last look down. I had on a tight, sparkly gold dress, black heels, and some silver jewelry. I had straightened my hair so it didn’t look as bad as it did this morning. I sighed and walked out of the bathroom, figuring that was as good as it was going to get. “Damn…” Bradie breathed when she saw me. “You really know what you’re doing.” I smiled and spun around in my four inch heels, not tripping over myself once.

“I know.” I said with a wink. “You know what you’re doing too.”

“I try; now, shall we?” Bradie asked jokingly as she offered me her arm.

“We shall.” I said, laughing.

When we arrived at the club, it was already packed and it was only seven. Bradie and I were waved in right away since we were recognized as regulars. We both made a beeline for the bar. We grabbed two stools together and both ordered martinis.

“So, any good looking guys we can hook me up with?” Bradie screamed over the music, making me laugh.

“Well, I would say that attractive boy right in the corner.” I said, nodding my head towards the back. Bradie turned her attention to him and smiled.

“He has a friend.” Bradie nudged me, causing me to laugh. “Shit, they saw me watching them.” Bradie quickly spun back around, making me laugh even more.

“Hello there.” Bradie and I turned around and saw the two boys standing in front of us.

“Hello there.” I said happily. They both raised their eyebrows at me. “I’m Bethany.” I stuck my hand out and they both shook it.

“Aaron.” The dirty blonde said.

“Danny.” The black haired boy said. I glanced at Bradie and she was eyeing down Danny, calling dibs mentally.

“This is my friend Bradie.” I said, motioning to Bradie.

“Nice to meet you.” They both said together.

“Oh, the pleasure is all mine.” Bradie said flirtatiously, making me giggle.

“Can we buy you two girls a drink?” Aaron asked.

“Oh I don’t know…” I said slowly, fluttering my eyelashes.

“How about a dance?” Aaron asked, taking a step closer to me.

“I wouldn’t mind either of those…” I said as I hopped off the stool. Aaron took my hand and led me to the dance floor. He placed his hands on my hips and I put my hands on his shoulders as we moved to the beat of the music.

Bradie was still over near the bar with Danny as Aaron and I danced close to each other. I had some alcohol running through me, but not enough to play the game he wanted to play. If he wanted to play the one night stand game, he needed to get a lot more alcohol in me…a lot.



I couldn’t believe my eyes. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The boys and I had just arrived at the club and the first thing I see is Bethany dancing with some asshole on the dance floor. I felt my anger rise towards this boy touching her. The way he ran his hands up and down her body, how he was grabbing her bum, and watching her facial and body reactions…how she enjoyed it.

“Harry, mate…you okay?” I looked over and saw Louis next to me. I turned back to Bethany and clenched my fists. “Damn…” I knew Lois saw by what he had said.

“I knew this was a bad idea…” I grumbled. I stormed outside, needing some air. I sat down on a cushioned chair in the roped off area of the club that was outside. I leaned my elbows on my knees, resting my face in my hands. How stupid could I have been to believe that Bethany was just hooking up with me…the one girl I ever touched, loved…was getting with other men.



I was drenched in sweat from dancing with Aaron. It wasn’t just the dancing; it was the other people around us and Aaron seemed to know where to touch me to turn me on and make me want him a lot more without the alcohol running through me. I almost contemplated having sex with him before I got enough alcohol in me.

“Ready for that drink?” Aaron asked as he pressed his lips to my ear.

“Yeah…I’m ready.” I said back. Aaron grabbed my hand and pulled me off to the bar. We took two open stools and sat down.

“What do you want?” Aaron asked, looking at me with a smirk playing on his lips.

“Whatever you’re having.” I said, smiling back. I knew I could handle to alcohol since I was here at least once a week. Aaron would have to try pretty hard to out-drink me. He ordered us some shots that were lit on fire- I couldn’t remember their name exactly from how my head was spinning from the club.

“Cheers.” Aaron said, clinking his glass with mine. I smiled and nodded.

“Cheers.” I downed the shot and slammed the glass on the table. Aaron downed his and slammed it down right after me.

“I see this is going to take some work…” Aaron said, smirking.

“I’m not an easy girl…you need to work for me.” I said, smirking back. He leaned in forward and I leaned in to meet him.

“I think I’ll take that fight.” Aaron said with a smile. I smiled back at him. Aaron started leaning in to kiss me. I started leaning in to meet him but just before our lips were about to touch, out of the corner of my eye…I saw Harry standing there; watching me.



She saw me. She saw me watching her. The anger flashed through my eyes and I started pushing my way through the crowd to get to her. I had to apologize to her before she kissed that man. I didn’t want her to end up with some sicko-stranger tonight. I wanted her with me, where she was safe…but I was too late. By the time I even got close, she grabbed his neck and pulled him in and started sloppily kissing him. Their tongues were down each other’s throat and he was pulling her closer to him. I felt the tears prick my eyes. I knew I had to move but I couldn’t. I was frozen; watching them.



I pulled away from Aaron and Harry was standing closer to us, and watching. I couldn’t exactly make out his facial expression though because of how dark it was.

“Wow…” Aaron breathed, snapping my attention back to him. I smiled at him and scooted closer.

“How about we get out of here?” I said to him, looking into his eyes.

“You aren’t even drunk yet…” Aaron said slyly.

“I’m tipsy…and you’re good looking enough to make any girl want you.” I said as I reached over and started playing with the buttons of his shirt.

“If you want to leave now, I’m sure Danny and your friend can find another way back home.” Aaron said, looking me up and down.

“Just so you know, I’m very particular…so you better do what I say if you want this to happen again.”

“Are you suggesting that we could make this a daily thing if I’m good enough for you?”

“I have standards you know…” I said jokingly.

“I’ll try my best to meet them because I would defiantly like to see you some more after tonight.”

“Then shall we get going?”

“Let’s go.” Aaron grabbed my hand and pulled me off the stool, causing me to stumble. He caught me in his arms and laughed. “Careful there.” I smiled and he leaned down to kiss me again. I kissed him a few more times before pulling away. I looked over to where Harry was standing before, and he was still there watching me. I was still angry with him, and this was my way of getting back at me for hurting me.

“Let’s go.” I said, pulling Aaron out of the club. He hailed a taxi and we went back to my place.  

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