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.*


5. Confessions



I groaned when I heard the dial tone in my ear. I was stupid for being an ass to her but I did just wake up from a two hour night. I was only asleep for two hours and she woke me up; I was cranky. That didn’t however, give me any right to be an ass to her. What a wonderful start to my morning. I pushed the covers back and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. I threw myself on the couch, making everyone stop what they were doing so they could look at me.

“What is your problem?” Zayn asked.

“I’m tired.” I said, crossing my arms.

“What happened with Bethany?” Liam asked, knowing me all too well.

“I pissed her off, so she hung up on me. I’m such an idiot.”

“Yeah, when it comes to people you like you tend to fuck up.” Niall stated cluelessly.

“Gee, thanks Niall.” I groaned.

“I didn’t mean it like that!” Niall said, frowning.

“It’s fine…I know what you meant.”

“So you do like Bethany?” Zayn asked. I nodded wordlessly, unable to form words. “What are you going to do about it?”


“That’s probably not the smartest thing you could do. You know Bethany better than us, but I do know her well enough to say that if you piss her off enough she will find someone else and probably end up more hurt. I think you should tell her…”  Liam pointed out.

“I’m not doing or saying anything…and neither are you guys.” I pointed out with force.

“Okay Haz…” Liam said slowly. I looked down at my lap, knowing they were all looking at me. It wasn’t that I didn’t want Bethany to know…I just didn’t want to ruin the friendship.                             

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