Unbreakable (Liam Payne Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 20

Liam's POV*

Emily had woken up to eat lunch and shower and we had seen the boys for a bit but she was still in shock and went back to sleep. I left her a note telling her that I had gone to Louis and Niall's room before the show and that I would see her after.

Tonight was our first show of the tour in Manchester and the first show we had had without Emily. We all wished she could come but she was sleeping and needed to rest after the events of last night.

Zayn was asleep now too after being awake all day and all of last night. We had finally made him realise that it wasn't his fault.

We were halfway through our pizza when there was a knock on the door.

We had to keep the door locked so that no crazy fans were able to come in.

Harry got up and looked through the peep hole before rapidly unlocking the door and opening it.

We all looked surprised to see Emily standing in the doorway, her makeup done and her hair in a neat, elegant bun. She was wearing a long, plain black maxi dress, hiding her bump and her bruises.

She smiled and walked into the room.

"You didn't think I was going to stay here and miss the show did you?" She asked. She looked so much better now. The colour was back in her face and her voice was back to normal.

"Well yeah, we did", I stood up and went over to her. "But there's no way I'm leaving you here when you look that beautiful", she blushed and hugged me, I wrapped my arms gently around her trying to avoid touching her bruises.

"Don't do that", she said and I recoiled thinking I had hurt her. She shook her head and hugged me again. "I meant don't think you're going to hurt me. You won't, I'm fine, the bruises don't hurt anywhere near as much as they did at first." She smiled and grabbed my hands wrapping them around her waist. She didn't flinch as I touched her skin so maybe they really didn't hurt that much.

I leaned down and kissed her. I was so glad she was coming to the show, I'd never been on stage without her being there backstage.

Emily's POV*

Liam eventually hugged me after much persuasion. I tried my best not to wince or show my pain, I'd told him that the bruises didn't hurt too much but I lied. The impact of hitting the floor caused more pain than I imagined. It had got better since this morning but it was still painful. I just didn't want Liam or the boys to worry, especially when Zayn was already blaming himself.

We headed to the arena and I suddenly realised that the boys had skipped their rehearsals today because they were worried about me. I felt so guilty. This is exactly why I feel like a burden.

They still performed perfectly though. They always do. Just before halfway I saw the purple hair that I knew belonged to Perrie. I panicked and looked away.

A few seconds later I felt a tap on my shoulder that made me flinch. I hadn't realised how paranoid I was.

I turned around and there she was, standing right in front of me. I backed away and put my hand on my stomach, I wasn't worried about myself, I was worried about my babies.

She looked at the floor, looking almost ashamed.

"Look, I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me. I didn't mean to push you over, I just can't stand seeing you with Zayn. I guess I'm just insecure and paranoid and jealous. I don't know how else to say-". I could see a tear running down her cheek and I laughed quietly.

"What's funny?", she questioned clearly confused by my reaction.

"This, this apology or whatever it is. I'm not stupid and I don't dare what you say because everything you just told me is a load of bullshit!" I lifted my dress up to the top of my thigh, revealing my bruises. "This is what you did to me!"

She recoiled and anger flashed on her face before disappearing and turning into a calm emotionless mask again.

"You might think I'm lying when I say this but I truly am sor-".

I cut her off by calmly saying, "I'm having twins. I don't care about what you did to me, I can deal with that, but if you had hurt my babies I don't know what I would do to you." I was angry and wound up and I could tell she was getting annoyed too.

"I meant what I said about you staying away from Zayn", she responded.

"You'd better go before the boys see you, they really aren't your biggest fans right now.", I said and she scowled before turning around and leaving.

I was proud of the way I'd handled things. I decided against telling the boys that she'd come here. They didn't need to know.

I breathed out a sigh and sat down.

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