Moments (A One Direction Fanfic) NOT FINISHED

Chapter 2

(CARLEY'S POV)

There were all these people surrounding the bar in the pub. Where was Emily? Was she in that group? I wanted to see what was going on so I walked up and pushed through the crowd of intoxicated fools. When I got to the front of the crowd I saw Emily laying in the floor. She was limp and her pupils were huge, but she was still breathing.

I screamed for everyone to leave and get away cause I have never seen this before so I had no idea what to do. So I tried shaking her awake. 

"Emily! C'mon get up! Wake up! You fucking promised me!" I continued screaming over and over again with the tears coming harder and faster the more I screamed. The bartender ran around from behind the bar and lifted Emily up and brought her out to her car. 

As I was walking behind him, he was telling me about what to do. "Just don't worry about it, and don't take her to the hospital. She has done this before, like numerous times. It's from drinking herself to a "coma" some will say. It's not really a coma she just drank herself into an unconscious state. Take her home and lay her down. She'll most likely sleep for the rest of the night but be sure to have a bucket near her side cause the moment she wakes up... she's gonna vomit all of it out." 

"I laid her on her side cause if her body decides to throw it all up now while she's passed out, she could choke on her vomit and die." he added as he was resting her what seemed like lifeless body in the back of the car. 

"Thank you." I said with the most sincerity as I could. He gave me a grin, like the kind of grin that tells you something with each different way the lips are positioned. Basically he was telling me 'good luck' and with that thought he walked back into the pub. I jumped into the car and the engine roared alive. Instead of what Emily did on the way here, I took my time driving back to her mum's flat.  I wasn't really wanting to make conversation with her mum, if she was awake, so I took a little detour and stopped at a gas station to pick up some Dr.Peppers for the two of us. While on my way inside I decided to shoot Liam a text. 

TO: Liam Payne

So are you guys still coming back tomorrow?! 

It didn't take him long to reply. He texted back by the time I reached the counter.

FROM: Liam Payne

Yup! :) we're going to be back in London tomorrow morning. Just don't tell Emily that! I want it to stay a secret! 

Well of course I wasn't going to tell her. I'm hoping when Liam gets back he can help Emily's problem and I really do want to tell him about Justin so Justin can just get out of the equation but I promised Em I wouldn't. I'm not trying to loose our friendship considering me and Liam are basically all she has. 

"That will be 4 pounds." the old lady running the counter said to me. I quickly jumbled up the change I had in my pocket and handed it her, then smiled and left. Once I returned to the car and drove us back to Em's flat, I had a difficult time getting her out of the car by myself but eventually I managed to get her inside to her room. 

I laid her on her side and placed a bucket right next to her just like the bartender told me to do. It was pointless for me to just stay up and do absolutely nothing so I just laid down next to Emily and fell asleep.

* THE NEXT MORNING*

(EMILY'S POV)

My throat hurt from vomiting  so much but I think it finally surpassed. Throwing up was the only thing I ever got after drinking. Not one hangover, like ever. I'm not going to lie sometimes I was quite proud of that. 

Carley was starting to wake up. I could tell cause of the same MMMMMMMM sound she would make  every time she was waking up. 

"Hey." I whispered sheepishly. I was ashamed that she had to see that way last night and I know she is very disappointed in me. 

"Hey. We need to get ready. I have to take you somewhere." she said standing up then walking into my bathroom. I heard the shower start. I didn't even care to ask where she was taking me cause I really do owe her. 

I went to my mum's shower since she was already gone for work. I got in did my wash, rinse, repeat  then shaved my legs. Looking in the mirror I realized the bruises I had on my back. They looked pretty bad. Shit. I haven't texted Justin today, he flips out when I don't text him in the morning. Let's just hope he isn't awake yet or he is in a good mood, don't need him coming here. 

Carley was already out of the shower and dressed when I got back to my room so I just quickly got dressed trying not to delay where ever she was taking me.

Emily's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=61718335

Carley's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=61718936

Just then there was a loud bang against my door. Me and Carley looked at each other weird and then I ran in there to see who it was. 

Justin entered and began screaming at me not even noticing Carley was in the room. "Why the fuck haven't you texted me?! Huh?! Were you planning on ignoring me?! And why are you dressed up to go somewhere without telling me!" After that he slapped me right across my face. 

My eyes filled up with tears at the stinging pain on my cheek. "I'm sorry Justin! I was throwing up this morning and then I went and showered! I forgot!" I tried yelling back but I know if I did he would just hit me even harder. 

"You're just a lying little bitch and I'm sick of it!" he screamed again and you could see the veins in his neck stand out. Justin slammed a fist into my chest and then sat there and beat me. While he was doing this I looked over at Carley and gave her a look to not do anything and just stay quiet. 

Five minutes later he was out of energy and couldn't hit me hard enough any longer so he stopped. 

"Make sure you text me tonight, we wouldn't want this happening again would we?" he spit out like venom to make aching body. Justin turned away and left. 

I just laid there crying and holding on to my arm that he hit so many times. Carley ran over to my side and helped me up. 

"Come on Emily. I got you a surprise that you'll be very happy to see." she said softly trying to comfort me after the physical and emotional abuse I had just received. On our way out the door Carley ran back into my room and grabbed my foundation knowing I probably need to cover up my new bruises. I sat down in the car gently, slid my seat belt on and opened up the mirror in the car and lightly applied more of my make-up. 

Carley sped out of my driveway really fast and I could tell she was in a hurry to get to this place. She drove faster and faster until we came up to the..... airport? 

"Why are we at the airport?" I asked very sternly.

"You'll seeeeeee!" she sang pulling into a parking spot. 

She quickly jumped out of the car grabbing my hand and dragging me inside. 

Slow down! Bloody twats! Watch out! A bunch of people yelled at us while we were pushing through them and their luggage. Carley stopped really fast making me slam myself into her back and I stepped aside holding my head and looked at what she was smiling at. 

"Emily!" I heard a familiar voice yell. I looked for the person it came from and I was in so much shock. It was Liam and his band mates standing there smiling at me. Then I saw Liam look down at the bruises that were on my legs and he lost his smile just as fast as he got it.