My Tourmaline

Chapter Twenty One

This was awful. What the fuck do I do? I need to get out of here quietly without getting noticed by anyone. I need to call someone to pick me up and I need to get out of here. Where the fuck is my phone?! I think I left it by the table from last night....

I slowly move my body away from Niall, preventing him from waking up. He stirs a little, but quickly rolls himself over and continues to lightly snore in a deep sleep. After slipping on my underwear, and my slightly alcohol dampened dress I tiptoe over to the door, as it slides open. The sight in front of me is something I have never seen in my life. There are bodies literally everywhere, naked, half naked, fully clothed, covered in red cups and beer bottles and god knows what else. The stench coming from the room is a mixture of sweat, alcohol, sick and perfumes. I almost retch inhaling it for too long, covering my hand with my mouth to prevent myself from doing so. There seems to be no one up, and Harry is no where to be seen. I dont want to face him. Me and him are completely over, and the thought of me doing something with Niall last night brings tears to my eyes. A huge surge of guilt and regret make its way to the pit of my stomach, and before I know it im running over to the sink and vomiting into the washing up bowl.

After all the possible contents have been removed from my stomach, it was now time to start the mission impossible and make my way out of this place without getting caught. I slowly walk through the living room, stepping over the large masses of passed out bodies about the place. I hate to think what the time is, but judging by the slow rising sun I am guessing it’s about five thirty or six am. I finally make it to the steps leading up to the top of the boat. The steps creak each move I make, and I cringe at the thought of someone waking up and causing everyone else to stir and then draw attention to me. Running away from my problems is the only thing I ever do, and I shouldn't but I can't deal with the humiliation of last nights events and facing anyone that I might have come across. I reach the top of the stairs, the morning breeze hitting my face causing me to stumble back slightly. I look around me to see an empty deck, the only sounds being seagulls flying over the docks and the harsh breeze. I go to the other side of the boat, hoping that my phone is where I left it last night. Thankfully it is, under the table, and the screen has been scratched multiple times. I turn it on, revealing that I only have fifteen percent battery left. I rattle my brains, trying to figure out who to call. Summer should be back, she was supposed to come here last night but she didn't turn up. But that would mean Jamie would come and get me, and after what I learned about him last night I didn't quite fancy being in his company. I dial the number of the only person who would be up and willing to collect me at this time...

“H..Hello?” A husky sleepy voice answered.

“Hey it’s me. Sorry this is early, I just really need to be picked up from somewhere urgently. The people around here are a bit strange, and its scary and cold. Please come and get me?”

“Text me the address, and I will be there as soon as I can.”  

“Okay.. Thank you Ed. I owe you BIG time. Love you”

And with that, I hung up and immediately texted him my surroundings. I didn't know the exact location of this place, but Ed would know exactly where I was.

I made my way off the boat, and walked down past all the other surrounding boats until I reached the end of the road. It was quite windy out and to be honest, the lack of sleep and the banging headache really was making the situation that much worse.

A good ten minutes had passed, and up pulled the all familiar silver car in front of me. I ran up to the car, not hesitating in yanking the door open and jumping inside.

“Somebody is in a rush! What the hell you doing here this is like, completely classified. I only just got past the security gates because I mentioned Harry’s name! Care to explain?”