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*


28. Chapter 27

After that night Harry and I spent together, we avoided each other. I didn’t know what it was but as soon as Harry gets me at the palm of his hands, he lets me slip through his fingertips. I tried not to let it get to me but it defiantly made me wonder about him.

In the mean time, I had been spending a good portion of my time with my new friends or Niall. Niall and I had even gone out alone a few times; however nothing really happened; though there was that awkward sexual tension. But…how do you tell him that you fucked his best friend? There really is no easy way to say that to anyone.

On Saturday there was another block party that Niall, Harry, and I had to help Maura with. This week she was in charge of the fruits so while Maura was out helping with lights and tables, us three were cutting fruit all morning and afternoon for a couple hundred people.

“People better appreciate this.” I grumbled, making Niall laugh.

“Bethany, they kind of have to. They do the same thing too.”

“I don’t care. This is awful. Why do you guys have to do this?”

“Because we like to be a tight knit community.”

“That sounds like a fucking movie.” Harry jumped in, making me giggle. He shot me a small smile, making me blush. I quickly turned away and looked at Niall, who was still in his sweats and shirtless; his pajamas. He still had crazy bed-head that made him look extra good. His voice was still slightly rugged from sleep. Damn. Why did British boys need to be so perfect?

When we finished with the fruit, we brought it outside and Maura put it on the tables, and as usual, she told us to go inside, shower, get cleaned up, and get ready. This time I was dressed in a peach and blue flower  floral corset, high-waisted jean shorts, and a brown sweater since it was beginning to get a little chillier out now. I pulled on brown sandals, curled my hair, and put a brown headband on hippie-style and walked outside.

I smiled when I saw all the people. Something about here seemed more like home than America. At first I didn’t want to be here but now there was a part of me that didn’t want to go home. I wanted to stay here. This was the new start I’ve always wanted, and my parents finally gave it to me. It broke my heart knowing that at some point I would be sent back to America.

“Hey there.” I smiled when Liam and Niall walked up to me.

“You look really nice.” Liam said. I smiled and blushed.

“Thank you. You two look pretty good yourselves.” Niall was in jeans and a plain white t-shirt with a red snapback and Liam was in red plaid and jeans. Both of them were wearing Nike’s.

“Thanks.” Liam said, smiling. I smiled back and looked around. The lights hung around gave the place a sort of romantic, country setting and this time they had music playing in one area.

“Want to dance?” Niall asked me. I smiled and nodded. He grabbed my hand and pulled me off as I waved to Liam who was laughing, waving, and smiling. When we got to the dance floor, Niall pulled me close to him and wrapped his arms around my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned my head on his chest. I felt his heart beating, and it slowly picked up its pace. I smiled, knowing I had this effect on him. “Bethany?” I looked up at him and he spun me around, making me laugh. He smiled as he pulled me back to him. Our foreheads were together and our fingers were intertwined. Everything and everyone around us slowly started to disappear.

“You’re a good dancer.” I whispered, making him laugh. I liked Niall’s laugh. His eyes sparkled when he laughed.

“And you’re a good liar.” I giggled and smiled as he spun me again. This time, when he pulled me back, he stopped.

“I wasn’t lying though.” He smiled and pushed a few strands of hair away from my face that had gotten stuck on my lips when he spun me.

“Be mine…” He whispered. I swallowed hard and looked in his eyes. I wanted to be with him, but I wanted to be with Harry at the same time, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry swapping saliva with some other girl. He sure forgets quickly. I swallowed again and nodded.

“Okay.” I whispered, making Niall smile. He leaned in and kissed me on the nose before pulling me back to him. What did I just get myself into? 

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