Scars

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

We kissed, at first, I couldn't even believe that she kissed me back. All she did was explain how she loved Liam, so I was quite surprised.

She gathered her stuff up and rushed out the door without saying bye. I was curious about what was going through her head at the moment. I felt nervous, actually scared that she wouldn't talk to me ever again.

CARLY'S POV

I didn't know exactly what to think. He had kissed me, but I liked it.. "Ugh" I mumbled to myself. All I could think about is what would Liam do? And if I really had feelings for Zayn. But that was impossible.. Was it?

...

Today, was a Saturday and me and my sister Caylee went shopping for prom dresses. My date was Liam of course. Her's was a boy she had been dating for a little while, close to a year. Me and Liam had been dating for about 5 months.

"I like this one! What do you think Carly?" She interrogated me about the beautiful dress.

"It's absolutely gorgeous! Go try it on Cay!" I told her in excitement.

My sister came out of the dressing room looking absolutely stunning. The dress fit her perfectly. It fit her curves like it was made for her. It was black sparkly, with the top cut. There was a slit by her waist, and the back was open, with a strap holding the dress together. It was gorgeous. I was a little jealous, but I could never make that dress look as good as she as she did.

"That's definitely the one!" I declared.

"Lets go to checkout, I'll get it!" She stated.

....

Later in that night I had planned on going to Liam's house. I got in the shower fixed up my hair, and a little bit of makeup. The mark where he had hit me was gone now. I applied a little bit of lip gloss, and eye shadow, put on some skinny jeans and got going. He told me to dress nice because we were going out to eat. As soon as I got to his door, I knocked.

"Hey baby! Where have you been all day?" He questioned.

"Shopping for prom dresses with Caylee." I said.

"Oh well come in!" He greeted.

We sat down on the couch together we talked for about an hour, just about life. After that he started getting ready for our date. We went to Bravo's He payed for me, that sweet of him i thought. We sat down after getting our first plate.

"Have you been talking to that Zayn guy?" He asked.

"W-well.. He was sick and I made him cookies, I brought them to his house, but noone was there so I just left it in his doorstep with a note..." I stated nervously.

"Oh ok, good." He said.

I couldn't believe his reaction. He was understanding the situation. I was expecting him to freak out, like he always did.

We went back to my place after dinner. We sat down on the couch. You could feel a little bit of tension like he was upset or something..

"Is something wrong Liam?" I asked.

"Actually Carly, there is. My friend, Christian saw you hug Zayn at the doorstep Carly, I know you lied. But just for the sake of the restaurant, I stayed calm. But I warned you." He stated with a bit of anger.

He stepped towards me, I saw his hand go back, my reflex was to duck. He had got really mad when he saw I didnt get hit successfully, so he grabbed my wrist and pinned them against the wall.

"Listen to me Carly, we're never going to break up, so give it up!" He blurted.

His hand rose up again, he punched me. Right in the eye. That was definitely going to leave a bruise, possibly a black eye.

I stormed out of the room down the stairs, he was chasing me.

"Carly get back here now!" He yelled.

"No go away!" I shouted back.

"Fine! But Carly we will talk about this!" He yelled at me.

He pushed the front door open and went into his car. I ran to my couch and sat down, I couldn't help myself but cry. He hurt me again, and he promised he wouldn't. I can't take it anymore.

I got up and locked the front door so Liam couldn't get back into my house.

I ran to bathroom and looked at where Liam had hit me in the eye. It looked really red. Tears streams stained my cheeks. I threw my hair up into a messy bun.

I went to my bedroom, shut the door, laid in my bed, and threw the covers over my head.