The Pretty Reckless

Ok, lets just get this shit over with.

So my full name is Bethany Styles. And incase you havent clued in yet, yes, i am Harry styles little sister, and no, my life isnt glamorous or amazing, its actually shit.

Beautiful chanderliers, millions of clothes to chose from, nice meals, and the love of a family.....haha yeah right! If you think that is my life, ha your gonna be in for a fucking shock. 

So let me just elaberate a little.

So i grew up in Cheshire, England. Nice place where i grew up, everyone there was friendly, nice houses the whole shabang going on. They even had neighbourhood barbecues. Anyway, so when i was 13 and Harry was 15, our mom, Anne lost her job then, about 4 months later our dad lost our job, they were both very respected docters (and i know they wermt doctors but just for the story.) and no one knew why they got let go. Our parents were strugglung for money, barley putting food on the table, if we were lucky we got milk.  We went from the nice rich house in a nice neighbourhood to a rough neighbourhood with drugs being sold on every corner of the street, then there was no way for Harry and i to get to our private school, so we had to transfer to the local school. And this is where everything first started. 

The school, had drugs everywhere, people dressing like they were gangsters, thugs, robbers, the girls dressed horribly, the whole school was broken, the walls, the teachers were scared shitless, but they never did anything to help it, there was always about 20 or 30 fights a week, didnt matter who you were yoy were goung to fight. Thats why i never got bothered because i always had Harry with me, he got respect when the "head guy" of the school got Harry to fight him. And thank god Harry took boxing for 2 years cause if not Harry would probably be dead right now. It was extreamly scary. But he won and Harry and i always stuck together and he didnt let anyone hurt me. I was protected.

One day, Harry auditions for, yep you guessed it X-Factor. And he got in. i was the happiest person ever, everyone knew how much he wanted this.  and it was great to my brother doing what he loved.

Then he got sent home, and we were all devasted then, he called and told us that they put him in a bend with 4 other boys! And we were estatic!! It was amazing!

They were all great!

School went on and still no one bothered me. Life was good, me and Harry skyped ever night. Then when he went to the judges house, the skype calls stopped, then the calls stopped then the texts.

He stopped talking to me. He always talked to mum and dad but he never asked to talk to me. And i was hurt. He never visited. But he was still my brother and i watched all of the X-Factor performances. They were doing great!

Then school started to get hard, i missed my brother, i missed him being here. My grades dropped, alot, failing tests, got in with the wrong crowed, drugs, drinking partying, sex, everything that you dont want to get into, i did. And i kept on doing that, no one came and saved me, no one came back, Harry never came back, he never called to even ask how im.doing.

No one botherd.

One night, i was out at a party, with my friends, and i was drugged up and drinking, not smart i know, but this is the only way to take the pain away, to forget it all. Anyway, so i went to go get some more "punch" when i feel a hand in my lower hip, i turn around and i see a man with sharp features, he was very attractive and so my natural instinct is the flirt then dump him. But the next thing he did really shocked me, he pulled iut a white cloth and out it over my mouth and nose. That was the last thing i remember before i wake up the next day in his bed with no clothes, and right away i know what happened, i start to silently cry, you know that kind, yeah it sucks, its like, your dying but no one can hear you. I leave, and he finds me, i learn his name though, James. And ever since that day, he has been forcing me to date him.

That was 3 years ago. Harry and his band are the most famous people in earth. He never came back, i gave up on trying.

And i kept on drinking, doing drugs, and having one night stands, and fighting alot with my parents, i dress like the girls at my school, with tight tops and the booty shirts, the whole thing.

So there ya go, you know some of my story .