Cocktails and Cigarettes

When Bethany has relationship problems, she finds comfort in going to clubs and drinking. So what happened when she begins to shadow Lou Teasdale? Will her and Harry hit it off, or will she push him away because the cocktails and cigarettes bring her more comfort? *Includes self harm references/actions, cursing, sex, smoking, and alcohol*


17. Ch. 17

When we landed in New Zealand, there were people everywhere wanting to catch a glimpse of One Direction. The security was so tight though, that no one was able to even touch them. When we got to the car, there were people climbing on the car, trying to get to them. However, security got them off within seconds.

“Wow…this is so crazy.” I said, looking out at the window at all the fans running next to the limo.

“This is daily for us.” Zayn pointed out. My eyes got wide as I turned back to the window to watch as the fans got farther and farther away since the limo was picking up speed.

“What are we doing while we’re here?” I asked, nervous that I would have a lot to do. This was my chance to prove everything I could be and I didn’t want to mess it up.

“We have a meet and greet tomorrow, a concert the day after, two to three interviews the next day, a press conference the fourth day, and the fifth and sixth day we have to ourselves, and the seventh day we fly home.” Liam said. I tensed up, suddenly very nervous.

“How do I know what to dress you guys in…?”

“You’ll figure it out. We believe in you.” Harry said, flashing me a smile. I smiled weakly, getting more and more nervous. I felt a knot growing in my stomach but I had been going to school for this for about a year now so I knew what I was doing; I just had to relax.

“We’re here!” Paul called. We were escorted inside and to each of our rooms. Harry and I were rooming, Louis and Zayn, than Niall and Liam. While Harry and I were unpacking, I had my headphones in and singing along with the music. At the moment, it was Black Tears by Jason Aldean, which if you’ve heard it, you would know it’s one of the most depressing songs ever; however, one of my favorites since it fit me so well.

“That’s a depressing song.” I heard Harry’s voice over the music slightly so I pulled one ear bud from my ear.

“Yeah well…you should know of all people that it scarily fits me.”

“Yeah, minus the you being a stripper part- unless there’s something about you I don’t know.”

“I was never a stripper but I could be.”

“I’d rather you not.” I smiled and looked over at Harry who was looking me with a really serious face.

“It was a joke…”

“It isn’t funny.” I shook my head and looked back down.

“Sorry. I was just trying to lighten the mood a little bit.”

“You think joking about your past is the way to do it?”

“How else am I supposed to move on?!” I demanded, getting angry.

“I don’t know…talk it out?”

“That’s ridiculous- look where it got us?”

“It got us together! It brought us together- we became friends! And for one night we were more!”

“Why must you talk about that night?”

“Because I would do anything to go back to that night and replay it over and over…” Harry whispered. I looked back at him and he was looking down. “You don’t understand how special you are…”

“I’m not.”

“You really are though, Bethany. Ever since that night, you’re all I’ve been able to think about. Those days we spent together, those nights we spent together just talking and joking around were some of the best I’ve had.”

“I…I enjoyed them too, Harry…”

“Then why push me away from you?!” Harry demanded, coming closer and closer to me. I started backing up since it was instinct. I was finally up against a wall and Harry was hovering over me. I didn’t know what to do or say; I was mesmerized by his eyes…

The next thing I knew, his lips were against mine and I was kissing him back. I needed him desperately and I just ignored the feeling, even though I would admit it. The iPod was pulled from my ears and he led me over to the bed. He fell on me and started unbuttoning my pants, but was interrupted by the sound of a knocking on the door. Harry sighed and got up, walking over to the door, leaving me alone on the bed.



When I got to the door, I saw Liam and Niall standing there with smiles on their faces. I looked back and forth between them, confused.


“This is for you and Bethany.” Niall handed me a card and then the two disappeared. I rolled my eyes and walked back into the bedroom, where Bethany was waiting.

“what is it?” Bethany asked, nodding to the car.

“Niall and Liam gave it to me…he said it was for us.” Bethany stood up and walked over, taking the card from my hands. She ripped it open, read it, and handed it to me to read.

You have been offered a luxurious dinner tonight at the dining hall. The place has been rented out for the night under the name of Harold E. Styles. We hope to see you there tonight!

“They think their funny.” I said.

“Are we going to go?” Bethany asked me. I looked back down at the card, than at her.

“Do you want to?” She nodded and I smiled.

“Then we can go.” She smiled and kissed my nose.

“I’ll see you tonight, Harold.” She kissed my lips softly before backing into her bedroom and closing the door to get ready. 

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