Erase My Memories

You would think Bethany is a typical American teen girl, until she attempts suicide. She spends a couple months in a psych ward, and when she is let out, her parents send her to live with her mom's best friend in London, who just happens to have a son her age, Niall Horan. The two become very close friends, but when Bethany gets to know Niall's best friend, Harry Styles...Bethany starts to grow attached, much to her horror. And much more, Harry too has quite the past. Can the two over-look the past and present problems, or will life itself destroy their relationship?

*Includes self harm, alcohol, sex, and cursing*


22. Chapter 21



Once I had stormed away from Niall, I knocked on Harry’s door. He called to come in so I did. He was awake and holding his head while he took some Advil. I gave him a half smile as he looked over at me.

“Headache?” Harry nodded and I walked over and sat next to him.

“Thanks for bailing me out.”

“You remember?” I was sort of surprised since most people can’t remember what happens when their drunk; except me. I’m an exception. I can remember bits and pieces and I’m able to figure out what happened until I remember.

“Yeah, and the kiss. That was uncalled for.” I smirked a little.

“It was fine. It pissed Niall off though.” Harry raised an eyebrow and looked down at me.

“Did it bother you?” I shrugged.

“A little- only because it was a drunk kiss instead of a nice one.” Harry laughed quietly and put his lips to my ear.

“Would you like a real kiss now?” I nodded, holding my breath. Harry slowly pushed hair behind my ear and let his fingers run across my skin, making my shiver before he leaned in and finally started kissing me. Our lips molded together, like they were meant to be like this. We slowly fell down onto his bed as we continued to make out.

 I woke up the next morning still in bed with Harry. I was curled into his body and his arms were wrapped around me. I smiled and snuggled closer to him, making him wake up.

“Good morning.” I whispered.

“Oh…hey.” Harry said, sounding annoyed.

“Sorry that I woke you up.”

“Yeah, it’s fine.” I suddenly felt very unwanted and needed a reason to get out.

“Uh…I’m going to shower.”

“Alright.” Harry yawned. I got out of the bed and scurried to my room on the verge of tears. I grabbed my stuff and went running for the shower.



I was staring at the ceiling as I heard the shower start running. I would’ve liked if Bethany stayed longer but I just couldn’t get attached to someone like her. She was too innocent and I didn’t want to destroy that. I felt a tear slip down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away. There is no way in hell am I going to cry over a girl. 

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