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*


41. Chapter 40

When I was allowed back in school, I was still the talk of the school. People would whisper about me, others would actually come up to me and ask what happened. It got to the point where people here were scared of me. No one wanted to mess with me after they saw what I did to Amy.

“Are you feeling okay, babe?” Niall asked me as we walked to my locker hand in hand.

“Yeah fine; why?”

“You look very on edge.” I shook my head even though I was. This was the one place where I couldn’t avoid Harry and it killed me. At home I could easily avoid him, but not here in school. When I got to English, I sat between Cady and Louis who both looked at me funny.

“Are you alright?” Cady asked me.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well…for one…you and Harry aren’t talking.” Louis pointed out. I turned to look at him and raised an eyebrow.

“How’d you find that out?”

“Well…Harry is getting back into his old habits that he stopped when you two started talking so…it’s kind of obvious.”

“I didn’t know he stopped…” I whispered.

“Stopped is an understatement. He actually tried to change to be a better person for you but you went for Niall instead.” Cady said bluntly. I went silent again and turned back to the front of the class. What the fuck did I do now…?


“Late, Harry.” Our study teacher said as Harry slapped his books down across from Liam who was helping me with math.

“Whatever.” Harry said, shrugging. I tried to avoid looking at him and Liam explained how to do the math problem but it was difficult since I felt Harry’s presence.

“I get it now.” I said, cutting Liam off. He looked at me with a look of doubt but I shrugged. He nodded and turned to Harry and they started talking as I furiously tried to figure out the problem with what Liam had explained to me.

“I’m going to go to the bathroom.” Liam called to the study teacher ho nodded. Great…leaving me with Harry; after Liam was gone I looked up at Harry who was leaning back in his chair and staring at the ceiling with his arms behind his head, showing off his arm muscles.

“Harry…?” He glanced at me before looking back up and closing his eyes. “Is it true you tried to clean up for me?” The chair legs smacked against the floor, making me jump. Harry’s arms landed on the table, creating a thud noise, making me jump again.

“What’s it to you?”

“I just…I was wondering.”

“Yeah well not that it matters now.”

“It does matter to me…”

“Yeah, calling bullshit.”

“It isn’t bullshit!”

“LANGUAGE!” Our teacher yelled at us. I bit my lip and shook my head.

“Why don’t you believe me?!” I said, lowering my voice again.

“Why should I? You were the one who basically told me to fuck off.”

“I did not!”

“Yeah you did.” Harry said as Liam walked back in.

“What’s going on?” Liam asked. That’s when Harry and I realized we were practically kissing we were so close. We both shot back in our chairs and looked at him.

“Nothing.” I said.

“Yeah…if something was happening I’d most likely have left since I can’t stand her presence.”

“Real mature.” I said, crossing my arms.

“Suck my dick.”

“I wouldn’t want to get a disease; but thanks for the offer.”

“Are you calling me a whore?”

“Yeah…I’m pretty sure that’s what I implied.”

“And you’re calling me immature.” I rolled my eyes and went back to my math work.

“More mature than you since I’m handling this so much better than you.”

“Shut the fuck up.” Harry demanded, causing the teacher to freak out again. She sent Harry to the principals and Liam was looking at me.

“What exactly just happened?” Liam asked me slowly.

“If only you knew…” I whispered before going silent, not offering anything else. Liam nodded and went back to his homework, allowing me to tear up in silence.

Every other class I had with Harry, he didn’t show up to. What I heard around school was basically what happened in study- he told me to fuck off, the teacher heard and he got in trouble. The other thing I heard was that he got three days of in school detention- meaning he spent the whole school day in detention plus after school.

“So…is what happened in study true? I thought you two weren’t talking.” Zayn asked me after school today when I was waiting outside with him and Perrie for Niall.


“That didn’t really answer my second question.”

“I didn’t know it was a question.”

“It was more of a statement I wanted confirmed.”

“Well in that case, no…we aren’t talking.”

“Why not? He tried to clean himself up for you but you ditched him for Niall.”

“Why does everyone keep saying that?!” I demanded to know just as Niall walked up.

“What’s the problem, babe?” Niall asked.

“Nothing- can we just go home?”

“Of course; are you feeling okay?”

“I’m a little on edge and sick to my stomach.” Niall wrapped his arm around my waist and helped me to the car.

When we got home, Niall carried me up to my bedroom and tucked me into bed. He left my backpack by my bedside in case I wanted to start on my homework but I planned on just bullshitting it in study tomorrow and taking zeros in the first two classes. Who knew that someone I wasn’t even on talking terms with could affect me so much…? 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...