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.*

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21. Killed Off

I waited a week before giving Brandon a call. I didn’t want to make it seem like I was so desperately eager to go get coffee with him, so I waited.

“Hello?” I smiled at hearing his deep voice.

“Hey, It’s Bethany; the girl who split her coffee on you.”

“You mean the girl I ran into, making her spill her coffee on me?” I giggled and smiled even more.

“Sure; how are you?”

“I’m a hell of a lot better now that you called. I’ve been waiting all week for this call.” I couldn’t hold back a laugh this time. “So, how about that coffee? Meet you at the same café in a half hour?”

“Yeah, sure. That sounds great.”

“I’ll see you in a half hour.” Brando said and hung up. I smiled and bit my lip. I shot out of my chair and quickly got ready, practically running into Bradie.

“Shit…where are you off to in such a rush?” Bradie asked me.

“I have a date.” She rolled her eyes.

“So Aaron wasn’t enough of a lesson to tell you Harry is the right guy for you?” I rolled my eyes.

“Brandon is a nice guy.”

“what else do you know about him?”

“He skates.”

“Anything else?” I shrugged and shook my head. Bradie sighed and shook her head. “One day, you’re going to get yourself killed with all these random guys you meet on the street.”   

“Okay mom.” I snapped. Bradie narrowed her eyes and I pushed around her before she could say anything. I didn’t need this; it was my life, and I could do what I wanted with my life and if that meant going on dates with strangers, than damn, I was going to do it. No one was going to come in my way. 

 

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