Unbreakable (Liam Payne Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 18

Liam's POV*

After Emily went to sleep last night I phone my mum. I was supposed to see her after the show last night but so much was going on I just didn't have time to tell her what happened.

"Liam! Is everything okay?" She was worried I could tell.

I told her that Emily was pregnant and explained what had happened she went on about it for far too long and I just wanted to go back to bed and make sure Emily was okay.

We eventually got off the phone and I got back into bed. I didn't sleep at all but I didn't mind. As long as my family was okay.

It was now right am and we had managed to get Emily into her bed on the tour bus without waking her up and she was still asleep now. Nobody said anything for hours until we heard Emily move at which point we all rushed over to her bed.

"Hey", I said quietly, while stroking her hair as she opened her eyes.

She looked at us all and then turned over to face the wall of the tour bus.

We stayed next to her bed for a few minutes, expecting her to say something. But she didn't.

We shut her curtain and sat back down at the back of the bus in silence once again. We all just sat there, staring into space.

We had a show tonight. None of us wanted to do it because it meant Emily would be alone but I knew we would all still perform as well as we normally did. We had too many expectations to live up to.

I looked over at Zayn and I could tell he was blaming himself for what happened. His eyes were bloodshot and swollen and he was shaking.

"Zayn, you know this wasn't your fault don't you?" I asked him.

"Isn't it?" He scoffed.

"No it isn't, and as long as Emily is okay, which she is, it doesn't matter. She knows you're not to blame."

Just as I finished my sentence everyone's heads flicked up to look at Emily. She was standing up facing us. Our jaws dropped open as we looked at her, she looked terrible, so tired and pale. She looked broken.

She shook her head as we went to get up to help her and we stayed in our seats. She walked slowly over to us and sat on my lap. She winced from the pain of her bruises.

I held the bottom of her Tshirt and looked at her for permission to look at her bruises. She nodded and I gently lifted up her top.

Her eyes opened wide and she cringed as she saw the dark, almost black bruises going all the way down from her shoulder to the top of her trousers. I could tell that the bruises were further down as well though. The bruise on her head had gone down a bit now but it still looked sore.

She must have hit the floor pretty damn hard for it to cause bruises like that. Her tiny body was fragile as it was, let alone when she was thrown to the ground by some physco.

I kissed her hair and she began sobbing onto my chest.

"I'm so sorry", she said, still weeping.

"What are you sorry for? You've done nothing wrong?" Harry asked before I had time to even open my mouth.

"She texted me, and I didn't tell any of you", she continued sobbing.

"What did she say?", Zayn question, anger in his voice.

"Sh- she told me t-to stay away from y-you", she responded. "And I didn't do it."

This was crazy, Emily had no reason to stay away from Zayn and Perrie had no right telling her what to do. Em was on tour with us, she couldn't possibly stay away from Zayn, it just would happen.

"I can't believe this is happening." Zayn started pacing up and down the bus, agitated and angry.

Emily eventually went back to sleep, still on my lap. We all just looked at her. We all felt a little better now that we knew she was alright, we were just in shock.

Zayn had disappeared down the stairs of the tour bus and stayed downstairs for the remainder of the journey.

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