His Fia

CHAPTER 49

I roll over and snuggle deeper into Carlos' warm body, his arms tightening around me.

"Good morning my Fia," he mumbles, kissing my cheek as I smile.

I chuckle and try to ignore the sick feeling in my stomach, curling up as I feel my body growing hot.

"Is everything ok?" he asks, his eyes opening as he pushes himself up.

"I just feel sick, it's fine though," I say feverishly, wrapping my arms around my stomach as I feel my breathing quicken.

"No it's not, you look green," he almost laughs, his eyes widening in fear.

"I'm gonna be sick," I gasp, shooting out of bed and running into the ensuite.

I groan as I open the toilet lid, my body convulsing as I vomit into the bowl.

"Oh Fia," Carlos whispers, pulling me into his lap as I lean over the toilet.

His hand comes to hold my hair as another gently rubs my back.

I let out a small whimper as my body convulses so hard it physically hurts, vomiting out everything inside of me.

"What did we eat last night?" I groan, my eyes falling shut with exhaustion.

"If it was that I'd be sick too," he murmurs, his fingers gently running up my back.

I let out a small sob as I retch again, not even sure if I have anything else to throw up.

"Is it your period?" he asks gently, his hand leaving my back as he wraps an arm around me, his hand resting on my stomach as he rubs small circles on my skin.

I shake my head, "It's late," I sigh, my head falling back and hitting his chest as his body freezes.

"You're not pregnant are you?" he chuckles nervously.

"Don't say that," I try to laugh, a sick feeling settling in my gut.

I can't be pregnant.

It was never part of my plan, especially not now.

I look down at my stomach and feel my heart sink when I realise I look bloated.

Where's the morning skinny?

"I can't be pregnant," I whisper, "I'm on birth control,"

"Probably just a stomach bug then," he smiles reassuringly at me.

"Then why is my period late?" I ask, my breathing becoming more rapid as my eyes widen.

"How about we take a test just to be safe?" Carlos suggests.

I nod rapidly, "Let's get Val to bring me one, she's down with Adelyn at the moment," I say.

"Or I could get it for you?" Carlos says in a confused voice.

I shake my head, "Paparazzi," I say, "It'll be everywhere if one of goes out to buy one,"

"That's true," Carlos sighs, kissing my forehead.

I smile but immediately groan as my body convulses again, my head returning to the toilet bowl like some sort of dog as I vomit again.

My body begins to ache as I continue to throw up, my shoulders shaking as I begin to cry.

"I'm right here my Fia," Carlos whispers, brushing sweaty strands of hair out of my face.

I cry as my body retches again, nothing coming out as I gag.

"There's nothing left in me," I whimper, my hands shaking from the exertion.

"Let's get you some water hey?" Carlos smiles, ripping some toilet paper off to wipe my mouth before flushing the toilet.