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.*


14. Comparing


When we got back to my flat, we immediately rushed off to the bedroom. I didn’t care if Bradie was here, I missed Aaron. Right now, he was the only person I had right now since ihad told Harry to leave and haven’t talked to him since. It isn’t that I didn’t want to…I just couldn’t deal with it. When your best friend tells you they love you…what are you supposed to say? I feel the same way? What of you didn’t feel the same way? I’d feel horrible; I do now too. I couldn’t deal with the way Harry was sassy to me and because of one little, tiny issue…I don’t even talk to him. I bet he had already moved on…

A couple hours later, Aaron and I were sitting in the living room watching TV and cuddling. We were both silent. Neither of us had anything to say which didn’t bother me. What did bother me though was that it was an awkward silence. It wasn’t like with Harry when we could be silent and it be comfortable… this…was awkward. I shook the feeling off and tried to pay attention to the show.



Bradie, Niall, and Zayn had dragged me to a club tonight to get my mind off of Bethany. I tried to convince them it wasn’t going to help me at all because I would only want her more since I would call her when I got drunk, but no one listened. They dragged me to a club anyway.

“Let loose mate…for once, try and find someone other than Bethany.” Zayn said to me. I shook my head.

“I only want Bethany.” Zayn sighed and rolled his eyes.

“At least come drink with me since we all know Bradie and Niall will be all over each other as soon as Bradie takes her first shot.” I nodded and followed Zayn to the bar. I sat down next to him and the bartender slid us shots. Not two minutes later, a black haired girl sat next to me. I had to do a double take because she looked like Bethany.

“Hey there.” She said, flashing me a smile.

“Hi.” I said simply.

“I’m Jennifer.”

“Harry.” I said, not feeling like having a conversation.

“I’ve seen you around before; you alright?” I shook my head and took another shot. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.” I said, taking down a third shot. I felt the burn in my throat and sighed with contentment.

“Are you sure?” I looked at her and she really did remind me of Bethany. If I got enough drinks in me…I might be able to pretend she was Bethany. I took down a fourth shot and smiled.

“Want to dance?” I asked. She smiled and nodded.

“Sure.” I grabbed her hand and led her to the dance floor. The more I watched her, the more I saw Bethany in her. I knew this wasn’t Zayn’s, Niall’s, and Bradie’s intentions but…they didn’t need to know what I was doing…right?

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