I felt myself being carried. My head was hurting really bad and i felt extreamly sick. I looked up and saw some guy with short brown hair carrying me.
"Who the hell are you?" i shouted.
"Im just a nice bystander" he replied quietly.
"Yeah well you can put me down" i said.
"If you want" He put me down on the ground.
"Thank you" I said.
"Im Jeremy incase you wanted to know"
"Do you want to come in?" He pointed to a huge house on our left.
"I need to get home"
"Well in the state your in i wouldnt recomend it, otherwise i wouldnt of got you down from the roof"
"Fine, do you drive?"
"Erm yeah why"
"Can you drive me home?"
"Thanks" I said. Jeremy grabbed my hand and pulled me over to a black BMW sitting on the driveway. He unlocked the car and i climbed in. We drove onto the main road and i directed him towards my house. We pulled up outside my house.
"Thanks for everything Jeremy"
"Its okay, i like to help"
"Well yeah thanks again, do you have a pen?"
"Look in the glove box" I opened the glovbox and my god it was full of crap like old wrappers and MCR CD's i found a blue biro and took Jeremy's arm. I pulled up his sleeve and wrote my number on his arm.
"Whats this?" He asked dumbfounded.
"My phone number you might want to ring it sometime" I told him climbing out the car, i shut the door and ran into my house. My foster mum was home so i just went to my room. I lay on my bed and took out my phone. I had 13 miss calls and 16 texts from Josh all wanting me to call him. It all came back to me, the note and all the stuff he wrote in it. I phoned Josh's number and listened to it ring. 4 rings later and he decided to answer.
"Eff you okay?" he asked concerned.
"Yeah im fine why?"
"Because Matt and Dan said they counted 14 bottles and a full one of Vodka yesterday and when i went to put the bins out this morning the bottle of vodka was gone and then you didnt answer any of my calls i got worried"
"Yeah well im fine" i lied.
"Good im driving home now you want me to pick you up so we can hang out?" he asked.
"Um nah its okay im not feeling to good at the moment" i told him not lying since i felt like shit.
"So you did drink the vodka then" he asked
"So what if i did?" I crooked
"Well you almost killed me yesterday for drinking" He shouted
"You have more to loose" I whispered
"Well if Muhhamed wont go to the mountain the mountain will come to Muhhamed... or whatever it is" he answerd.
"No Josh you dont have" it was too late he had already hung up. I rolled around and crawled to my cupboard and rooted around for some nurofen. I opened the packet and took out 8 i mean it cant hurt. I grabbed my bottle of water of the desk and drank the pills down. I heard my front door open and my foster mother talking to whoever was at the door. My head was hurting to much to even process who she was talking to. There was a knock at my door and a voice to follow.
"Effy its me Muhhamed" He joked. I stood up and almost fell back i caught my balance on my desk. I walked over and opened the door to see Josh stood there in black skinnies and a red t-shirt.
"Hey Josh" i croaked.
"Eff you dont look to good, come on sit down" He put his arm around my waist and guided me to my bed.
"Im fine i took some nurofen see" i stood up but i fell again and hit the ground.
"Effy!!" Josh shouted as he fell to my side.
"Josh help me" i whispered.
"Mrs Stonem call an ambulance its Effy theres something wrong, Effy how many have you taken?" He was cradeling me in his arms.
"2 6 8 i dunno" i felt my eyes start to shut and all the noice drone out.