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*


26. Chapter 25


When I got home that evening, dinner was already over and Harry was up in his room so I made my way up to his room. When I got there I knocked on the door. When he opened it, he was dressed up like he was about to go out.

“You look nice.” I mumbled. He opened his door for me more so I could come in. I slowly walked in and it smelt like his cologne.

“Thanks; so what’s up?”

“What happened?” I asked, looking him dead in the eyes. Harry froze up, looking scared. “Harry?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Harry snapped at me. “It means nothing to me now, it will never mean anything to you, and it’s none of your damn business. It’s not like you would understand or care anyway!” Harry yelled at me as he backed me into a corner, making me scared. His eyes were black with anger and his face was tinted red. Before I had time to process what I was doing, I reached up and started kissing him passionately. He was surprised at first but started kissing me back in seconds.

I started pushing him back towards his bed, falling on top of him. I was straddling him as I slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt. I gently started sucking on his chest, listening to the quiet moans coming from his mouth as I left small bruises. I kissed back up to his mouth and touched his lips with mine.

“I care more than you think.” I whispered before I started kissing him again. He put his arms around me, rolling over so he was on top and he hovered over me.

“You still don’t get to know.” Harry said sharply. I sighed as he got off the bed and buttoned his shirt back up.

“Where are you going?”

“I have a party to get to; nothing you would be interested in.”

“What if I was?” I caught Harry by surprise but a small smile appeared on his face.

“I don’t have time to get you a fake ID.” I reached into my back pocket where my wallet was and flicked my fake ID in his face. “Alright…you can play this game with me but you have to play it my way.”

“Game on, Styles.”

“I’m picking out what you’re wearing.” I nodded as he led me to my room. He pulled out a black, skin tight dress that barely covered my bum. I slipped it on and did my makeup and put on black pumps.

“Do I look Harry approved?”

“Yes…you do.” Harry looked at me hungrily. “Let’s go.” Harry held his arm out for me and I took it.

“Where are you guys going?” Niall asked, coming out of his room.

“We’re going to a party.” Harry said, smirking. Niall tensed up when he saw me holding Harry’s arm.

“Do you want to come?” I asked happily.

“Not really.” Niall pointed out. “But when you guys need bailed out of jail, let me know. I’ll be awake.” I shrugged and turned to Harry who was smiling.

“Ready babe?”

“Don’t call me that!” I snapped.

“You’re playing my game tonight. You have to own it if you want to take control.”

“Game on, Styles…game on.” 

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