Looking forward, not back (OMIMB SEQUEL.)

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"This still feels so unreal," I cry, squashed between Olly and Alex as I look at my beautiful engagement ring, "Only the best for my beautiful fiancée," Alex eyes shine as he kisses my ring finger. "Alright, alright enough of that," Olly bursts, mimicking throwing up as Fay and Issy laugh, James already asleep on the other couch with Louie lying across him as Issy attempts to finish her drink while falling asleep in her glass.

"So Ols, when are we getting another Mrs Murs in the family?" I say as the room turns silent, Olly and Issy immediately spit their drinks back into their glasses...what a waste of my precious alcohol...it definitely woke up Issy a bit more though. "Um – not – uh – LEAH IT TOOK YOU TWO EIGHT YEARS!!" Olly yells as Issy carries on choking on her drink. "Is he that bad Issy?" I joke.

"Right, I think I'm gonna hit my pit," I announce, jumping off from the couch, waking up a half asleep Olly who is almost on the floor. Everyone else is in a deep sleep apart from Alex who is sat in front of the TV screen like a little child; Fay, Louie and James are sleeping on one couch while Olly shuffles himself back onto the other, cuddling up to a now sleeping Issy.

"Night sis, thanks for an amazing day, I'm glad you're in my life," he mumbles before falling back to sleep.

"Alex, you coming to bed?" I ask, taking Alex's hand as he pulls himself up from the floor, "I wouldn't dream of missing the first night in bed with my beautiful fiancée," he winks, standing behind me with his hands on my waist, biting my earlobe gently; the butterflies attack my stomach the same way they did on the first day we met.

I drag him out of the living room, my cheeks burning at the thought of anyone in the living room waking up and seeing us two like that, I know it's not much but I've never been a PDA type of person...even holding hands I'm still growing to get used to.

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"Alex! Look at the beautiful view!" I exclaim as I stand on the deck of the cruise boat, watching the jaw dropping sunset along the ocean. "Wow...Almost as beautiful as you!" Alex gasps as I blush instantly; he stands behind me, wrapping his hands around my waist, "Let's re-enact the titanic," Alex laughs as he puts his head on my shoulder as I put my arms out, the calm wind gently blowing my hair.

"Yeah I'd rather not have their ending though Al," I burst into laughter, turning around and kissing him as he pulls me closer to him by my waist.

I feel this lurch in my stomach, like my stomach has tied itself into a big knot but it's not the joyful feeling of the butterflies in my stomach that I normally get from Alex's touch...it's something different...much different.

"Alex I'm gonna-" I spin around away from him and throw up over the balcony of the ship, looking at what I have left in the sea, Alex rubs the top of my back.

I burst out of bed, my hand on my stomach. It doesn't take me long to realise that it was just a dream...but the nauseous feeling is definitely existent in my body right now. I spring out of bed and run to my bedroom door, pulling it open with all the energy I can muster as I run into the bathroom, violently throwing up into the toilet.

I hear footsteps come from my bedroom but I don't want to turn around and face the door out of fear of vomiting on the floor, "Babe are you okay?!" I hear Alex burst with concern in his voice.

"Yeah I'm fine, must've eaten something dodgy...you're not cooking again!" I laugh, trying to make light of this situation, my head still in the toilet bowl. I feel Alex's hand rub the top of my back as he uses his other hand to hold my hair back.

I definitely won with this guy.

I manage to slowly pick myself up off from the floor and away from the toilet bowl as I replace Alex's hand around my hair with a bobble. "I'll go get you some water from downstairs....I'll get you a bowl as well just in case," Alex smiles and speed walks down the hallway while I crawl back into my bed.