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.*


4. Italy



I woke up the next morning to an email from my agency with a job opening. I pulled myself out of bed, and called my agent to get all the details.

“You’ll be flown out to Italy in the morning, alright? Stop by at some point today before six tonight and I’ll give you all the information.”

“Sure thing Tami.” I half groaned into the phone, still half asleep.

“Don’t forget Bethany…this could be a big break for you as a runway model.”

“Yeah, I get it. I’ll be there before six.” I mumbled and hung up the phone. I fell back onto the bed and groaned again.

“Good morning lazy bum.” I rolled over and saw Bradie walk into my room.

“What are you doing in here?”

“I heard you on the phone. Was that Tami?” I nodded and put my hands over my face. “How long are you going to be gone this time?”

“I don’t know…maybe a week. I have fittings and practice for a big runway show in Italy. That’s really all I know right now.”

“What am I supposed to do for a whole week?” Bradie groaned.

“I don’t know…call Niall up.” Bradie started blushing and hit my arm as I started laughing.

“Shut the hell up!”

“Oh come on Bradie…it’s obvious you like him.” Bradie started turning bright red and dug her face into my side.

“Is it that obvious?!”

“Yeah…kind of; except, he probably doesn’t realize it.”

“I sure hope not.”

“But I’m sure the rest of the guys know.” I said, making Bradie groan again. I giggled and pushed her off me so I could get out of bed. “I need to take a trip to my agency today…want to join?” I asked, changing the topic.

“Yes please.” Bradie said.

“Good…go get ready. I’ll be in the shower.” I said. Bradie nodded as I walked off to the bathroom.  

  When I got out of the shower, I called up Harry to tell him the news I got this morning.

“Hello?” Harry mumbled. He was clearly asleep when I called him. I smiled to myself knowing he would answer the phone for me whenever.

“Guess what?”

“What is it?”

“I’m going to Italy.” I said happily. Harry however, was silent. “Harry…?”

“That’s great, Bethany.”

“Way to be excited for me…” I said, suddenly hurt.

“I’m half asleep Bethany…you can’t expect much of a reaction.” Harry said, sounding annoyed.

“Wow…okay. I’ll talk to you later.” I said. I hung up on him and walked over to my closet so I could finish getting ready.                                                 

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